I’m exhausted to the point of falling asleep on the couch and gently prodded awake by Athol after sleeping for who knows how long. I edit last nights post as best my sleepy brain can and we head off to bed…
Athol: You look beat, you want to skip?
Jennifer: No, we can do something.
Athol: You’re on the bottom, sleepy baby.
Jennifer: Yes! (I love being on the bottom)