sleeping taco.

yesterday, i was in quite the mood to do some laundry & since nothing is more enjoyable than fresh, clean, cozy, gain-scented sheets... they were the first to hit the wash. i continued my (soon to be over) journey of watching every grey's anatomy episode & popped in season 3, disc 2 & was on my way. it was quite soothing & magical, if i do say so myself.

fast forward 4 hours.

i had just finished my grey's quota for the day & was ready for bed. i went to pull the sheets out of the dryer & the sleep-i-ness (yes, sleep-i-ness) came over me. i couldn't contain it & all my body had enough energy to do was to crawl into bed & not rise til morn. so, i did this sheetless. no cumfy, cozy cleanliness. no gain fragrance to push me into me REM. nothin.

after i pushed all these things to the back of my mind, i decided that since sleeping on the mattress cover & no sheets grosses me out... i was going to improvise & work with what i had.

i took the down comforter & positioned it into a sleeping bag (and a warm sleeping bag at that!) but then i thought about it for a few. i was not sleeping in a sleeping bag. sleeping bags have zippers that your hair gets caught in at 3am & weird plaid designs for no reason at all.

i was sleeping in a taco. a real-life, human taco. a sleeping taco.
and i enjoyed it so much... i just may do it again tonight.




note: the sleeping taco was even more magical this morning when we realized no one turned the heat on last night & it was daggum 52 degrees in our house!