I was knackered last night, so ended up going to bed super early.
Mr B sorta disturbed me when he came to bed 2 hours later, but nothing major, really. I slept tremendously.
Until... Mr B jumped up in a blind panic because we'd overslept. Him by an hour, me by 30 minutes. Mr B automatically started running around like a loon, while I just saw the plus side - we'd both had a little bit of extra sleep, and it least it wasn't tomorrow, when the school's go back.
In the end, he dropped me at work only 5 minutes later than usual. What's the worry!?
I've got slimming again tonight - not sure how I feel about that, to be honest. We'll see!