It was a Wednesday. I’d waken up around 7am and watched about 30 minutes of Good Morning America when I realized he was still laying in bed half asleep.
Even though I’d already started my coffee, I got my behind back in bed and cuddled under him.
I hadn’t slept so good in days. He must’ve felt the same way because he was snoring and he rarely snores.
We woke up and our day started around 11:45am. We were a bit embarrassed to have been bums all morning, but it brought smiles to both of our faces.