Sorry Sting, I don't like that song but have to borrow the title for a sec...
While I am glad we are getting more sun in this naturally gloomy country, I can't help but beg the honcho not to wake me up at me at 6am in the morning with its glare...I know you're up and raring to go but I'm not!
Sigh, my sleeping pattern has been topsy-turvy of late...sleeping at 2am, waking at 6ish (you know who to thank, don't you? Well, I know I do!), and then struggling to hypnotise self to go back to bed only to wake up at 10 feeling so unenergetic and wishing to sleep again but absolutely cannot because my books are calling...
This morning, my sunny buddy decided to expand my social circle by introducing Bee to me. Nope, not Busy Bee (although I do need prompting from that guy coz Lazy Bug has been tainted me too much with its influence), but Bee, the Busybody.
Busybody came by to say hi this morning, buzzing around my windows under which is where my bed lies. Man, I tell you, that guy is way to persistent for my liking. God only knows how long it's been hovering outside my window. Eventually I got up, opened the windows, flapped my curtains and THEN he got the message.
And thanks for thinking I can get back to sleep again because I couldn't. I am not as lucky as some who can just flop their backs on the bed and snore away...
So who's coming tomorrow Sunny? Pretty O' Butterfly? You might as well tell me now so that I can give them a grand welcome...
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