Some days it's hard to get out of bed. Today was one of those days. Oh, how I longed to laze away the morning, to drift luxuriously in and out of dreams; to ignore the obligations of the coming day.
You deserve a lazy day, my brain prompted me from it's dreamy state.....you owe it to yourself.....
Rationalizations, drift idly through my brain like wispy white clouds on a bright blue morning, delicately tempting me to concede.
But laziness, I know, is a slippery slope, the end, never justifying the means.
So with a stretch and a groan, I pry my pouting body from comfort of my bed with promises of fresh coffee and sunshine....
"and tonight", I say aloud, "if you finish your projects, you'll get a nice tall glass of red, red wine."
I may or may not be singing Red, Red, Wine at the moment:-) my favorite line refers to the pouty body. Something I am living every day at the moment. :-)
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