Monday, June 27, 2016
So mum was pleased that dinner was last nights leftovers, and the relaxing could begin straight away. She was tired, as sleep still eludes her - for a variety of reasons. One of the reasons is that now I am a permanent bed buddy. I climb over her before she goes to sleep, and in the middle of the night she usually awakes to turn off and finds me pinning her into an awkward position on the bed. Thus the winter tussle to take over the bed begins. This is the look I give her when she is settling down at night - in my spot. I believe you might call it a death stare.