Snooze

I love our cozy bedroom, especially when it's time to go to sleep after a 45+ hour work week. The exposed brick is something I'd love to have in a house one day. We have a loft space, that's where the ladder leads to, but we contemplated the pros and cons of sleeping eight feet above the floor and decided it best to not risk rolling out of bed to an abrupt drop. I love the idea of a loft, perhaps one where you can stand up in the space and with stairs to trek up instead of a terrifying ladder. Midnight bathroom breaks would be a no-go in this situation. But an attic space loft could be a super cozy and awesome addition. 

Instead we use the loft as storage space to keep clutter out of sight. Currently it is filled with boxes of supplies and projects that the squeeze is currently up to. It's not so much "out of sight" right now, but as the squeeze's projects fluctuate, so does the mass of the storage. 

Those pink lights are actually purple Halloween lights I bought at Walmart a couple years ago, I never really got to use them because I lived with El Papa and he's not much into holiday decor, but they seem to fit right into our ambient little sleep quarters. 

Speaking of sleep, that sounds amazing right about now!

That Face

This is how I feel every morning that I'm required to get up early; dazed and confused. Pig does a great job reflecting my inner monologue via her facial expressions. I'm not sure what her deal is or why she looks so tired, she's a cat. I mean, I'm sure it's a full-time gig being adorable all the time, but come on.

I've always wanted to be a morning person, I rather like the idea of getting up early enough in the day where I can accomplish everything I set out to do and then some. But I'll tell you something, getting up before the sun is even awake just doesn't seem natural. Even after eight hours of hibernation, once that alarm summons me it feels like I just went to sleep mere minutes ago. 

Ugh. It's a constant battle I have with myself; get up early and accomplish all my tasks, or get sleep drunk.

It doesn't help that for Christmas the squeeze got me this amazing flannel comforter cover from LL.Bean. It's like sleeping under a wonderful down flannel cloud. I'm also insistent on leaving the temps low at night so I can sleep comfortably (thank my dad for his frugalness and never turning the heat on so you were required to sleep in a snowsuit), so when it's time to crawl out of bed the chilly floors and air nip at you.

Long story short, I am not a morning person, but strive to become one.