So my man dreams a lot – I hope he has some nice, sweet dreams along with the other ones.

About 7am this morn, I rolled out of bed to his words, “Do you think the bed’s bracket is broken?”

(Sure will be if I don’t soon get to the bathroom with this full bladder:)

“It’s OK, Hon, just going to the bathroom.”

“Oh, ok.” Off to sleep instantly again. Wonder if the bracket were broken ~~~