Thursday, February 09, 2012
Hubs and I have both managed to come down sick. This is unusual; we generally are only sick one at a time, and don't tend to "cross-pollinate" our illnesses.
But hey, it's almost Valentines Day, and isn't this a time for loving couples to share with each other?
Last night I get into bed about an hour before he did, but I couldn't quite get comfy. I was either too hot or to cold, throwing covers on and off in an attempt to get just the right balance. Finally, I had achieved it: the sheet was in just the right place, the blankets settled around me perfectly. I began to drift off.
At which point Hubs came to bed, pulling up and moving the covers to get comfy himself. It was frustrating, but I had to laugh. The secret of our comic success is, of course, timing.