Return To Adoration [David’s blog on saturday morning smack-dab.]

The good news is that, eventually, late becomes early and my adorability is magically restored. Kind of like a reverse pumpkin in the Cinderella story. Or, perhaps a more accurate analogy, like a werewolf during the dark hours, I metamorphose back to a less-loud-adorable-man-shape with the sunrise.

Mostly, I am grateful that her memory is short and with the sunrise she seems to forget the werewolf-in-me. Either that or she’s imagining or dreaming the snoring (I’ve never heard it so I am understandably filled with doubt). What matters is I awake each morning from a restful sleep and look at her with adoring eyes. Come to think of it, that may be why my adorability is magically restored. Not magic, it’s an adoration loop!

There’s an explanation for everything!

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  1. This reminds me of the day when Brenda and I used to sleep in the same bed (together at the same time). However, we each have sleep apnea and are required to wear masks w/long tubes hooked into our very own machine. We sleep in separate rooms.
    Oh, the wonderful years before our infirmities! I also recall that our two little dogs DEMANDED to sleep with us – and did. Good thing you two can share the same bed. You don’t know what you got till you lose it, I guess.

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