1) I woke up this morning with ALL the blankets hanging to the floor on my side of the bed. I’d stolen them in the night from my poor, been-sick-for-a-week-and-not-just-with-a-man-cold-but-actually-sick husband.
2) I was getting ready this morning, and I was trying to remember when was the last time I had done a certain task. (I don’t even want to say what it is because I’m so embarrassed – I’ll just say that I was in the bathroom when I thought of it, but I won’t say if it’s self-grooming or home maintenance.) Actually, I was trying to convince myself that it hadn’t really been that long, but then I reminded myself that the last time I’d done it was the last time I had also done such-and-such, and therefore forced myself to admit that it had been a month.