For the past several nights, I've been waking up in a puddle of my own sweat. So, yesterday I decided it was time to take off our thick duvet and sleep with just a light cover sheet. What happened? It was significantly cooler last night and I woke up at 5:00 a.m. this morning frozen solid to my bone marrow. Not caring about anything other than self-preservation at this point, I spooned Mrs. TBF while saying "...c-c-c-c-c-cold!!" You see, she had wisely anticipated the approaching coolness by going to sleep under a light duvet. I warmed up right away and fell into a blissful sleep.
At about 7:15 a.m. I emerged from my 2+ hour hibernation with a nice hot cup of coffee on my nightstand. Does Mrs. TBF take care of me, or what?
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