Weekend...

We have no sofa in our living room at the moment. We've ordered a new one, and are hoping it'll be delivered before christmas, but Dave took the one to the skip last week while I was in work.

Which was a bit silly.

All we have in the room now is his Eames lounger and footstool and a dining chair, which is far too uncomfortable to sit on while watching TV or reading. Dave keeps giving me the Eames to sit on - but I worry about his scoliosis and insist that HE sits on it... blah, blah.

Anyway, last night, I went up to the guest room and took the spare quilts down stairs, and folded them up into a nice little banquette style mattress on the floor. And that was where I spent the hour between 19:00 and 20:00. Lying on my living room floor, watching the 'Black Books' DVD. At 20:00 Dave said he was tired and did I "fancy and early night?"

We were both in bed by 20:15, and I guess I was snoring by 20:30. Yay!

I woke up at 01:15, WIDE AWAKE. But just went downstairs, got a glass of milk, said good night to the pooches, and crawled back to bed.

I was up and down a few times to the loo also, but, joy of joys, this morning was the first time in ages, that I woke up feeling refreshed, instead of exhausted.

Yay again!

And - more joy of joys - we're actually going out tonight. Together!

Whee!