This morning, after a particularly horrendous night of (gorgeous) 5 month old DD waking approximately every 15 minutes (OK, maybe it was every 2 hours, but it felt like more!) I was putting towels in the airing cupboard and suddenly had an overwelming urge to climb into it for a sleep. Warm, clean-smelling, soft, lovely, mmmmm...
Obviously didn't do this but it got me thinking about how many of my daydreams now revolve around sleep. Sad state of affairs! The thought of a night in an enormous hotel bed, by myself, for 12 hours, is almost too amazing to contemplate - I'd arrive at about 4pm, have a long bath, order some room service, read my book, and then go to sleep at 8 o'clock. Until morning.
Am I alone? Do you ever do this? Either during or after a really bad night, do you ever daydream about sleep to an almost unhealthy extent?!