Honey, are you awake?

This is one of these mornings when you come out of bed and feel as if you have not slept at all. I woke up at 6 am, my usual time. Does it help when I write that I felt heavy? My lids, too. Bad start into a day. When I wake up, I am fully there and want to do things and usually have the energy for it. Not today, though. I went downstairs and made coffee (Not for me, I drink tea, dear). The smell of it wakes me up further ... usually. Not today, though.

I closed my eyes as I stood at the kitchen counter and inhaled deeply. It made me dream of the Caribbean, I think. There were palm trees, along a white, sandy beach, the sea was a mix of different shades of emerald and arctic blue. It was very inviting, because it was hot outside and the water looked so refreshing. There was a brilliant blue sky with a few birds in it. Somewhere along the horizon, water and sky blended into one. I saw myself walk closer to the water, looked around, saw lush green plants and colourful fruit hanging down from them. Somewhere, further away, there was one of the natives, or was he ship-wrecked? He talked to me, as he came closer. At first, I did not understand and moved to the water line. My toes crunched into the sand and I loved the feeling of it. I wanted to sit down and enjoy, later I'd go swimming. What was the native saying? ".... coffee ready? I'll get the rest, you just get the milk." What a strange thing to say on a tropical island. I dreamed on. I took my nightdress off because I wanted to feel the pleasant water. Silence. Up to this point I had heard the surge of waves far away, but that was gone. The native was gone by now, too. I felt someone caress me from behind. I did not bother to open the eyes, just enjoyed the moment and felt very tired. "Honey, are you awake?" What a wonderful way to be woken up on a tropical island. "Hey, are you ok?" Hmmm, don't be rude, native, or I might look for another one! I frowned. Slowly I opened my eyes, and sighed deeply as I looked directly onto our kitchen counter. The tropical island with the marvelous beach was gone. :-(

Hubby looked at me and repeated his question. I have such moments, and currently my body seems to work a lot more. I nodded and noticed that I was still in my nightdress. Strange. I thought I had dressed, but no. At least I had made coffee. It must have been a very bad one though, because hubby  winced as he drank some. He gave me a very long look, of the pitying kind, I think. Not sure if I wanted that look from him.  Then he kissed me and left me standing there, a little confused. Weekdays are busy days. "Don't forget the milk, sweetie!" I took the milk carton, saw another one and took it too. One was empty and one was brand new. Why had I put the empty one into the fridge? I threw it away, took the other one and went to the table. Hubby took the milk carton and stopped. "Hey, are you ok?" He shook the carton. It was empty. I had thrown away the new one and brought along the empty one. I let my head fall on my chest. No idea what's going on. Hubby came around and hugged me. "You go to bed and sleep now." He took my hand, brought me upstairs and put me back into the bed. I slept immediately, most of the morning and when I woke up, it was better. I had hoped to see this lovely little island again, but I don't remember any of my dreams. I still feel a little wobbly, but at least awake! :-)

Too bad it is raining cats and dogs here today. I'd love to go out and have a nap in my hammock ... and dream of tropical islands again. 

But I hope that you have a great and pleasant day, in fantastic weather and with the chance to make the best out of it!