Sunday mornings like these

This morning I was woken at 8am by Steve calling my name from the kitchen. I could smell the bacon cooking and that was enough to get me out of bed instead of rolling over to steal more sleep.

I came downstairs and noticed that he had not only put on a whole breakfast for me, he had also made me a coffee.

We sat down together to eat breakfast and by 9am we had eaten and were ready for the day. That doesn't happen often around here. I enjoy my sleep ins and can usually still be found in bed at 10am.

Now I sit here at 9:30am with a whole day ahead of me. There is something about rising early on a weekend that has such a feeling of accomplishment. Don't you think?

In case you were wondering, this is what my natural, untamed hair looks like right now. Stunning, I know..

Now, as I have a pup asleep next to me I am planning my day ahead. Sadly, that includes doing some Uni work. 

Have a lovely Sunday!