Early mornings

Me: Can I ask you a question?

Nell: Of course.

Me: Why are you getting me up so early?

Nell: It’s not good for you to lounge around.

Me: I wasn’t lounging around, I was sleeping until you started moaning.

Nell: It wasn’t moaning. It was my gentle morning call.

Me: It sounded like a bear with a sore throat.

Nell: Would you prefer me to bark in your ear?

Me: No. I would prefer to sleep.

Nell: It’s not happening. There is far too much to be done.

Me: Why?

Nell: November is a tricky month. You think you have time and then suddenly Christmas is upon you.

Me: Can I just point out that after you have had breakfast and wandered around outside you all go back to sleep.

Nell: Of course we do.

Me: But what about me?

Nell: You get yourself a cup of tea and start writing.

Me: Yes. It is my writing time.

Nell: And as the sun comes up, you look around the room at us all sleeping and you feel truly contented.

Me: I suppose I do.

Nell: We are a team. You know that. Now drink your tea and carry on writing.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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