A rare day that I am given bed tea.
This happened because I woke up at 6 since people refused to wake up to give the cats food and clean their litter and I, who had a rather uneventful night, who found myself tossing and turning throughout was up and awake upon hearing the cats chastising the sleeping denizens for breakfast.
And so I was awake, doling out food and cleaning their litter and a throw up that had happened in the living room.
After all this (which took a solid hour) I went back to bed wondering if I should sleep, and instead of sleeping I slid under my still warm duvet, bringing to mind all the delicious things, as one does in the morning.
Somewhere between musing and coziness I nodded off to meditative slumber for about five minutes when I heard the tinkle of a cup, followed soon after by the heady waft of tea.
To be awake and stare at the hot mug like a long lost lover was for me a thing of the moment and so there I was, or rather here I am, sipping a restorative concoction and wondering how one can make this a daily affair?
Ah Sunday! This feels like it might start on a good note.
Also, it's raining out.
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