There’s nothing Donna enjoys more than me breaking out a camera when she’s just rolled out of bed. I usually do so because she looks so beautiful, but she doesn’t see it that way. As a result, anonymity was the name of the game this morning.
I stayed in bed as late as I could, knowing Donna doesn’t sleep well when I’m not next to her, but eventually I got tired of laying there. Sure enough, just as I got back from Starbuck’s, the bedroom door cracked open. Donna will be whipped tonight after getting up so much earlier than she normal does on a Saturday, but it was really nice having a little time to just sit and talk as the day got started.
She had her usual bowl of coffee (that’s NOT a cup, despite the handle) and we got to talk about our weekend plans, the new home etc.
