I hit the snooze and pulled the covers up closer and tighter.
The alarm went off, again. I hit snooze another bazillion times and finally opened my eyes about 7.40am. This what I saw. 
I pulled my weary (25 year old in less than a month) body out of bed and stood up.
I just managed to save myself from tripping over my shoe collection that I have cleverly placed right next to my bed.
I walked over and looked out the window.
I then had an argument with my wadrobe. It may have been brought on by the fact that I have not done any washing or ironing for over two weeks.
Thank god its Friday.
1 comment:
The trees look so sad. Poor things were mutilated my "The Storm".
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