Friday, March 16, 2018

Happy World Sleep Day!

Hey guys! First and foremost, Yeah I know. I didn't even know that was a thing until I saw it on the Facebook page of The Straits...

Hey guys!

First and foremost,
Yeah I know. I didn't even know that was a thing until I saw it on the Facebook page of The Straits Times.
Which was later corroborated with my search on Google!
How amazing is this — THERE IS ACTUALLY A WORLD SLEEP DAY!!! I mean, I am great at sleeping. I mean do you know why I haven't been blogging as I have been sleeping. And also my washing machine needed fixing. But more on that later. 

So one of the great things about being married is that your spouse is with you a lot of the time. Well, it's great if you like your spouse I mean. Not so great if you married someone you dislike. This of course, if you are of sound mind, would be completely out of the question unless you are one of those heartless types with a grand plan of marrying someone with lots of money and then inheriting the estate when the assassin you hired kills him in the middle of the night.
(Via Giphy).

But I am surprisingly, not one of those types. I quite like my husband. Which is a good thing because I married him, which gives him all the permission and opportunities in the world to take really stalkerish photos of me. Most of them are of me sleeping because I really do love sleeping. In an ideal world, I'd be a lion. Sleep 17 hours a day, roar at my pride, let the lionesses bring me back the kill of the day, back to sleep. 
(Via Giphy).

Anyway, here are some very recent photos of me taken by James. Here are some photos which illustrate the way I sleep. It is consistent to my personality and reinforces my night job as supreme ruler of everything. Let me explain — when I sleep, I like to remind the world that I am a princess and they should be wary of me and of waking me up. Thus, I usually lean my head against my hand in a princessy fashion to remind you that I am the ruler of the bed, and everything else in life. Like a lion you see.
When I am not doing that, I typically take up loads of space in the bed, or sleep in the middle of the bed. This is to remind people who see me sleeping that their lives should revolve around me, and that I am the center of the universe. 
I also like to make nests around me. This is to remind you that with the blankets, bolsters, and pillows I hoard, I am the key to your comfort and happiness.
And you think you can escape me to going to some non-bed location. But no. I can sleep on the the floor. Well I can, but in this case I'm on a beanbag.
And in this case, I'm on some bags as well.
Just to reinforce my dominance, I will position myself in the middle of the room and spread myself across furniture to remind you that I am in control of your activities and life. Do you interrupt my slumber and suffer for the rest of the day? Or do you just stand there awkwardly and hope that your shadow falling on some nearby furniture might quietly rouse me from my state of being? Tough life decisions.
I am consistent even when I am on holiday. I'm not some slacker who shuns her princess status overseas. Check out my stately slumber as I lie on the four poster bed, so regally frame by the drapings.
And in the airport lounge in Doha, with my leg carefully positioned over my hands so that you know that my hands are tied and I am unable to help you.
And also, BEWARE. I'm influencing your kids to do the same. Look at me and this budding talent of the nephew. So young and already learning how to sprawl on the comfiest part of the couch in the middle of the afternoon, preventing people from playing PS or watching Netflix.
Yes and that's basically what I've been doing these days — asserting my dominance through sleeping. And also worrying about the washing machine of course. As mentioned earlier, my washing machine was spoilt because there was apparently something was stuck in the filter. I was SO WORRIED that it would be like my underwear okay and maybe the repair man would come to my house and fish out my underwear from the filter. But no. Apparently, it's barely my fault. Mostly James' and his collar sharpeners! 
(Yes, his shirts are all from TM Lewin the same way my clothes are all from Forever 21).

Anyway, I've come to the end of my post. Here's a nice video for you.

TGIF guys! Have a good weekend!
❤ Jac.

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