We both work full time, hubby get up around 5:30am, I get up at 6:15am, there is little opportunity weekdays for getting jiggly (if you catch my drift) and we are morning people! So this morning was like a date night, a rare opportunity in the current stress train that is our life for some luuuuurving.
9:26 (not tantric I know but hey!) hubby climbs out of bed to shower, he wanders naked onto landing to grab a towel from airing cupboard to be faced with the plumber staring through the front door! Nottinghill moment!! He runs back into bedroom and swears.
I grab dressing gown and go let plumber and plumbers mate in!
"Sorry, I though you said 10am today"
"No plasterer is 10am, 9 for me!"
"ahhh, sorry, I was just lying there thinking I could have 5 more minutes"
"Makes a change from thinking of England!"
Blush