Coming in late and loving it

I’m being so bad at the moment. Can barely get out of bed in the mornings. Lazily cuddle up to my sleepy man for an extra 30 min. It’s too hard to leave. 

But it’s a luxury. Being able to do that and to want someone’s arms around me that much. So I rock up at work late but happy. 
This is our lives at the moment. George surprised me with Turkish and we watched GoT while Woolly passed out on the floor. 
It would feel boring if it wasn’t so perfect. 

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