It should have been a nice lazy Sunday morning when I could sleep until 9.30. But again, I was woken up at just after 7.00 by my girls' voices and elephant footsteps on stairs... Oh no. I keep telling them to keep quiet on weekend mornings so that I can lie in. (Why do they always answer "OK, Mummy" with lovely smiles??) I love the fact that I don't need to set the alarm on the clock on Friday and Saturday nights. (Pathetic that this is one of very few things I can smile about instantly nowadays...)
Then, again I couldn't go back to proper sleep and spent another couple of hours in bed in the states of "awake", "I-think-I'm-half-awake" and "I-don't-know-whether-I'm-awake-or-asleep,-strange-thoughts-are-running-inside-my-head!" I'm jealous of childless people on every weekend morning. Maybe, all I need is a witch who put Sleeping Beauty to sleep. (Was she a witch or a fairy? I don't remember.) Ah, but I don't think I'm beautiful enough to get a Prince Charming to wake me up afterwards. He might walk away from me after looking at my face... Better go to bed now so that I can have some beauty sleep. (I need tons of it!)
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