6:00 AM Sunday morning. I roll over half awake, purposely holding my left leg in place until I get comfortable. Hubby likes to sleep smack in the middle of the bed with legs splayed all over. Anyway, I think to myself, as soon as my leg(s) vacates part of the bed he fills it with one or both of his legs. I laugh. "What's so funny?" So I tell him. He says, "We're like The Blob."
Just another manic Monday. More later.
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