I stayed in bed until 10 am this morning, and it was transformative. I woke up late and then totally ignored all the responsibilities that lurked beyond the boundaries of the bed. I lounged around, just breathing and taking in the softness of the sheets and how cushy the pillow was. Utterly amazing.
I knew this was meant to be when the dog slept in, too; this never, ever happens. She usually demands a walk by 8:30, but usually we’re up and moving much earlier. Today, she was still snoring at 9:30.
It is really, truly incredible what those extra minutes in bed did for my mind and body.
Finally, after a long week and a half of being so. very. tired., I feel like myself again. When I got up, I didn’t even rush into the things I had to do. Chris and I took Honey for a walk and then had a chill birthday breakfast (his, not mine) down the street. After coming home, I slowly tackled the day, taking care of one thing at a time, and working at a sensible pace. I stayed peaceful and relaxed all day.
It’s nice to be back.