On Friday, when we went away for the weekend, we had a lot of nice activities planned to fill our time, and I was hoping for a good post as a result. But it just wasn’t meant to be. The weather was not on our side, and we were forced to stay indoors pretty much all of the time due to heavy downpours of rain.
No need to feel sorry for us, though, it wasn’t that bad. Instead of the triathlon training we usually put ourselves and the kids through, we had lunch sleeps! I hadn’t had a lunch sleep for many years, not for lack of want, but for lack of time.
And boy, it felt wonderful…A nap on our comfy sofa, with the sound of a summer thunderstorm in the background… To me, that’s magic. I know some people don’t like thunder, lightning and storms in general, but I love them. I find nature’s displays of power irresistible. I guess I’m one of those crazy people who would follow a tornado, if given the chance.
So, not much to write about, I’m afraid. Obviously, I don’t have any photos of us sleeping, and I wouldn’t post any even if I did. What I do have is a photo of George enjoying his afternoon siesta in extra comfort.
Apparently, whilst the adults were snoozing, he’s managed to convince Brianna to bring his duvet from our bedroom and place it on the sofa, then add his blanket on top! I don’t know how long His Majesty had been sitting there, but I woke up under his piercing gaze, watching me from his new throne. I swear this dog could rule the world (if he wasn’t so lazy).