My first morning off in what seems life forever

lapsedagnostic and I split the weekends so that one of us always gets a sleep-in morning. I get Saturdays and he gets Sundays. And, a lot of the time, for one reason or another, we end up getting up about 1/2 the time to do stuff, usually with the kids .... So, this morning he gets up to take T to a chess tournament and tells the 2 youngest not to come get me to until 10 (which just doesn't happen most of the time.... really they're 8 and 7 - but they do try). Except for this morning.

This morning I woke up slighty before 9 - picked up the newest Anita Blake book Blood Noir which I started last night. I read in the quiet of the morning until the first hand on the doorknob at 9:45. Shortly after, my prom-going Widgeon came and snuggled me in bed. A little while later she brought me tea and a bagel w/ salmon & cream cheese and I finished my book at 11:10.

What a decadent morning, and a lovely way to start a really busy day. Yay!