scene: it's late last night. simon and i are getting ready for bed. my teeth are brushed, my face is washed, and i'm in my pjs. i plop down on top of our bed covers.
nina: it's hot in here.
simon: should we turn down the air conditioning?
nina: probably, but i'm too tired.
simon: i'll do it.
simon gets up and turns down the thermostat. a few minutes go by, and i am finally getting comfortable (and really sleepy).
eventually it's cool enough that i am ready to have a blanket over me. but instead of just crawling under the covers, (because i'm so comfy and half-asleep with my eyes closed) i start trying to flip the edges of the blanket to cover me like a little taco. it doesn't work.
simon: do you want another blanket?
nina: no thanks, i'm fine.
meanwhile, with my eyes still closed, i continue to struggle to get the blanket to stay over me (somehow i never contemplate actually moving my whole body to get under covers because it would mean i would have to... move.)
simon gets up again.
nina (mumbling): where are you going...
simon: to get you another blanket.
he comes back and puts a soft, old college blanket over me and tucks me in.
nina (already in dreamland): thank youuuuu...
my struggle is over and i sleep like a baby the rest of the night. on top of the covers.
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if this isn't true love, i don't know what is.
(photo credit: littlegirlblue)
