Climbing in Skirts

No, I didn't decide to get up early on a Sunday morning. I am still awake from my Saturday night activities.

Was I out being a party girl? Not really. I met up with Megan (my "parole officer" and best friend who checks up on me to insure that I am not at home moping over being single) around 11pm. We went to a bar and then a strip club and I was back home by 4:30am. The evening wasn't all that eventful. I decided to shower and have some breakfast and catch up on some blog reading when I got home.

Why am I not tired? I spent most of my day loafing around the house. I made pizza dough. I did a little sewing. Surfed the internet. I took a long bath. I read some more of a really good book. I took a nap. I caught up with my friend Brita during our usual hour long phone conversations.

As always I have more things to add to my list of needs/wants. For the most part I can take care of myself. But there are some things that I miss that I often took for granted in my youth. Being tucked into bed and read to at night. It's been a really long time since that has happened. It's also really nice to have someone cover you back up in the middle of the night when you have somehow displaced the covers.