Last night, there was peace here on the hill. The kitties and I had an enjoyable night. It’s been a week since it’s been this quiet in this neighborhood. I would have gotten down on my knees in praise of I could have made it back up again.
That said, I’m sure many of you know what it’s like to share a bed with a toddler. The thrashing and crashing is something you just accept and sleep around.
My toddler happens to be 70.
It has only increased my time making the bed in the morning by maybe 20 minutes from my pre-husband days. That’s tolerable.
I chose my life partner. I love him dearly. I don’t complain or whine about it. I just quietly sigh out of earshot, and we proceed with the day. He just does so many things brilliantly that this is absolutely inconsequential.
Coffee and sarcasm fix so many things!