I tend to get woken up by Emily. She gets up earlier than my Granny and Grandad used to. I then give her some mild abuse that's "all in good fun" for waking me and go back to sleep. I wake a couple hours after that, than roll over and have another hour's sleep. I then drag myself out of bed, wash, have a little bit of breakfast, then rest my eyes on the settee. I then have more breakfast, and go outside and do things for a while.
All in all, these are uneventful mornings, but I am able to release my pent-up frustrations on a dearly loved one and get myself a bit of snap, which feels quite good.
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A man walks into a zoo. There's nothing there but one dog. It was a shih-tzu.
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