It’s a beautiful sunny morning am I am cracking my self out of the position I’m in, so I can get out of bed to look out of the window.
Birds are singing, sky is blue and I can hear my girls up and about getting ready for work.
Everything sounds and looks good…except me.
I did that thing last night, noted every time I woke up on a bit of paper, just to see if it’s as bad as I feel in the mornings.
( you see, sometimes you know you’ve had a broken sleep but you forget how much)
So here goes.
Went to bed at 11.15.
Text Brad ( my friend) back at 11.35
Don’t remember anything else so must’ve fell asleep.
1.25 – awake
2.10 – awake
3.12 -awake until 4.30ish
5.26 -awake until 6.00ish
7.34 – awake
8.11 – awake and up.
Exhausting as every “awake” moment is joined by cracking bones and painful movement.
It’s a lovely morning at least 😎😎😎