PS — a morning observation

[beowabbit]

When I wake up by myself, I generally grab coffee in a styrofoam cup, and maybe a croissant, at the quite good donut shop in the Quincy Center T station, or sometimes grab coffee and a biscotto or a muffin at the little Italian pastry shop on Washington St.

When I wake up with somebody else, sometimes I grind and brew coffee and bake croissants.¹

I like waking up with somebody else better.

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¹ OK, admittedly these are the kind of croissants that come in a can in the dairy aisle at the supermarket, but still, they come out of the oven warm.

Comments

[beowabbit]

I like both, too! And I’m wondering whether I’ll be able to spoon people (from the outside) with the mask on. I’m guessing the mask itself isn’t a huge problem, but the rush of air from the vent would be.

(Incidentally, if I sleep on the same side for too long, that hip and shoulder joint get sore. Sleeping with cathijosephine worked well, because we both needed to flip over periodically; generally, she’d just wake me up and say “I need to flip you over”, if she was awake enough to string that many words together, and we’d each rotate in place, trading positions in the spoon.)

Last night, I switched between being on my side (as the inside of the spoon) and being on my back. plumtreeblossom switched among both sides and her back. (When she was facing away from me we still had our legs intertwined, so it still felt cuddly and intimate.)

Yay for tea and tasty eggs!