It’s the small things

Sometimes, the smallest of things can bring the biggest smile.

How funny that, when I was a child, I used to fight going to bed. I wanted to stay up late. Now, as an adult of more mature years shall we say, I find myself longing for bed. 

There is nothing more satisfying that slipping between clean, crisp, cold bed sheets! Tonight I find myself in bed before 9pm. I feel old! 

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