Holy shades of university hangovers, batman! I actually (and totally accidentally) slept in until noon today. Only, in my old age, there was no booze involved. Which is good, coz I'd hate to actually have a hangover, and ruin this nice, lazy glow. Even if it does put a bit of a cramp in the day's schedule. Who cares? It's definitely worth it.
The surprising thing is that I actually got any sleep at all! I really think we need a bigger bed. Add a broad-shouldered 6-foot Viking to this:
And there's not so much room left, even for a hobbit. But it's awfully warm and cozy!
I think Mr.Q might actually be just this minute dragging himself out of bed to join me. The cats - not so much.