So this morning I woke up wearing a robe over my pajamas and I couldn't figure out why. Josh woke up at the same time and looked over at me quizzically.
"Why are you wearing a robe?" he asked.
I really had to think back to figure out what happened last night but it came to me shortly after I really woke up. Josh had gone to bed before me because I had wanted to write in my journal, so I went to bed around an hour after Josh was already asleep. I was so tired yesterday that I was able to fall asleep fairly quickly. Then I woke up suddenly at 1 a.m. convinced of two things: that it was morning and I needed to get up, and that it was inappropriate for me to be lying next to a strange man in only my pajamas. In a bizarre burst of propriety, I felt compelled to get up and put on my robe. Then I checked the time and realized I still had more time to sleep, so I went back to bed.
This morning at breakfast I explained to Josh what I remembered from last night. He and I shared a great laugh but he pointed out something rather glaring:
"So it was inappropriate for you be wearing your pajamas without a robe...but it was perfectly fine for you to be sharing a bed with a stranger?"
Tired Camilla is only half-prude. The other half is one racy chick.
HILARIOUS!! And so well written. Josh makes a good point there. I can totally see you waking up with those two convictions but soundly falling asleep next to your sweet stranger. The racy chick side of you must have thought, "Well, I fell asleep next to him just fine the first time. Why not the second?" :)
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