My family culture as a child was that sleep was sacred. If there were plans and places to go, but someone was tired and fell asleep on the sofa, then the light would be switched off, a blanket fetched, no one else goes in the lounge and the plans got delayed or cancelled.
Now I’ve married a woman who wakes me up to ask me if I’m sleeping.
My family culture as a child was that sleep was sacred. If there were plans and places to go, but someone was tired and fell asleep on the sofa, then the light would be switched off, a blanket fetched, no one else goes in the lounge and the plans got delayed or cancelled.
Now I’ve married a woman who wakes me up to ask me if I’m sleeping.