Spring Break

This is the 1st Spring Break I've had since high school. I haven't known what to do with myself. So, I've done nothing. And LOVED it. I wake up on time still, between 6 and 7 am everyday per usual. But then, I smile as I look at my clock and roll over. I close my eyes and do not open them again until about 9. I think that is one of the supreme feelings in the whole wide world. Waking up, realizing you don't need to be awake and out of bed for any good reason (except for some self-satisfaction of not being a slug, but for a week long break, who cares?), and simply going back to sleep. I'm going to enjoy it now because once I'm married and then we start our family, I'm sure these days are going to be few and far between. I remember when my Mom used to stay in bed on Saturday mornings, when she could. Dad would tell me not to disturb her, but that just sent me to her room quicker. Why would she want to stay in bed when she could be watching cartoons or playing Barbies with me?? It made no sense then. Now, Mom, I'm sorry I didn't let you indulge a little more.