This morning I woke up at the ungodly hour of oh dark thirty and started thinking about the sewing I wanted to do before I went to work. So while Bill was in the bathroom I stuffed my pillow under the covers and snuck out in the dark to the sewing room. He returned to bed and was completely oblivious to the fact that I was gone.
Sometimes a little innocent deception isn't such a bad thing - and saves a lot of splainin.
Have a restful weekend!
Encourage one another,
