DH started building a pole shed. I helped him move and set some of the 12′ 4 x 4 poles (heavy things they are….). When I went to bed I was sore and had trouble finding a comfortable position. So I tossed and turned for awhile, then fell into a fitful sleep. About 3am I woke with a start, still sore and lay there and fretted about how “I need to sleep in order to get up in time.”
And then….just a fleeting flicker of realization that I don’t work during the week, and I had no need to get up at any set time. That thought filled me with unfettered, pure and utter bliss that lasted for the few second it then took me to fall into a comfortable sleep.
Life is good.
Life is good, punctuated by spurts of frantic bs
true dat……