Hardworking

With Matt's right hand man out on short term disability with a head injury (from a car accident) and with my recent inspiration drawn from the FlyLady, we've worked really hard this week. If you had a glimpse into our world last night and this morning, you'd have a better picture. 

Three times last night before bed, Matt reset the alarm for 30 minutes later. First, it was set for 5 a.m. Then, 5:30 and finally he said, "Who am I kidding?" and set it for 6 a.m.

This morning the alarm went off and we both hardly budged. As we continued to lay there, the coffee started perking. I finally rolled over...toward Matt and started rubbing his back, arm and shoulders trying to help him "come to" as pleasantly and gently as possible. At some point, I put my arm around him and leaned my face against his back...and fell back asleep! 

When I woke up, I remembered a dream! How on earth did I dream during that short nodding off?!?! What I dreamed was quite amusing.

I dreamed that several people showed up at the house to take a tour to see if they wanted to buy it. When I greeted them at the curb in front of the house, I apologized for not being dressed (yes, I was in my gown...outside)...and I went on to explain as I led them through the garage (which we don't have here) that I wasn't dressed as I would have liked because my husband and I got a late start to our day. For some reason, I led them through the house and into the bedroom where Matt was still in bed. As he stirred under the sheets, I remember thinking..."Well, maybe we'll sell this place...that will be a relief." That is when I woke up. 

Matt was still comfortably lingering in bed and I wasn't any more motivated to get up than he was. Usually when he rolls over, that's the first step to him popping up to get out of bed. This morning he faked me out because he rolled and settled back in twice before the final roll out. :) 

I think this may have been one of those mornings when the bed was all too inviting...for both of us...