Find your own pose!

Thanks to 2 Fussy for this link.

I love to sleep. About the only thing my husband would consent to spending money on in our married life (well, besides fly fishing and beer making equipment) is on fine sleeping materials. Our bed, bedding, mattress and pillows cost more than our entire suite of living room furniture. Plus the major appliances in the kitchen. Our bed is legend - even with the new mattress (bought because of wailing complaints about the crappy lumpy mattress in the guest room - so they got our older, perfect one and we are having to break in one that will soon be perfect).

You know I love the Unisom and the drink, and I also love the floor fan blowing on me, but what I had forgotten til last night is the sleeping effect of an evening's swim. After a healthy, homemade supper (the last one for 2 weeks since husband is out of town and then children go out of town), we went to the pool. We were the only ones there and though the weather was coolish, I got in. (And then got out, which was brutal, but made getting BACK in more pleasant). I treaded water and swam some laps with the children (I can barely remember the days of holding one to float whilst the other one was strapped in a moldy Baby Bjorn) and splashed about.

Back home, after a shower, I read books to them and woke up an hour later, book on my face. I cleaned up, got the house ready for nighttime, watched a Frasier re-run whilst waiting on a load of laundry, and raced back to my cool sheets, my lovely floor fan, my perfect pillows, and the deep sleep brought on by my time in the water.