I slept quite badly last night, not helped by G waking me up twice by hugging me and saying loudly “OH WHAT’S WRONG?!”

“... I was asleep.” *anger*
“AWWW YOU CAN’T SLEEP?!”
“I. Was. Asleep.” *anger anger anger*

He doesn’t remember either time.



Today was sleepy and long and stressful. The only good thing was the lady in Costa dropping the last croissant on the floor so giving me a free muffin instead.