My greatest discovery

This week, I discovered The Hammock. There are two hooks in the bedroom I'm staying with, in perfectly opposite corners of the room. The hammock stretches diagonally across the room when strung up, and can be rolled up to hang in a tidy ball when not in use, which is where it's been since I've been there. One day this week I was looking for interesting things to do while I waited for the family to get home from work, and I decided to unroll the ball. As I did light streamed into the room and the birds started singing, I tenuously sat down, testing the strength of the hooks in the wall, sank down, and then didn't get out for a couple of hours. I've decided it's my new vice. :)

For the last couple days I've been thinking about trying to sleep in it... other than the naps I sneak in... daily... so last night I gathered my courage and sheets, and rocked myself into a deep sleep. Usually I wake up once or twice during the night, and last night: nothing. I woke up rested and so very comfortable - it was hard to get myself to get out of the hammock. I guess it actually is fairly difficult to get out of, but it's also hard because the hammock is like a giant cuddle blanket that holds you. mmmmm... hammock.