lazy Saturday mornings are for laying in bed
waking up after the sun is up and walking around with sleep in your eyes
fumbling in the bathroom to pee
legs spread, hand against the wall, leaning over the gaping hole and trying to force the morning erection to hit the toilet
then debating about going back to bed or venturing downstairs
grateful that there aren’t kids around today so clothes are optional
(though it’s cold outside so probably mandatory)
making coffee and enjoying the quiet but missing the morning faces of the kids off at their respective other parents sleeping in or sneaking downstairs to play video games or pilfer bacon

then you see your journal and know there’s work to be done for the day
tasks inside it’s covers that nag at you for a second
before you head back to bed so you can snuggle next to the love of your life a little longer before adulting for the day