It’s good just to go to bed for a couple of hours during daylight.
I’ve always loved my bed, not that I was a stay-in-bed-all-day type of teenager… but I did always want to go to bed early. And still do. Mostly.
Not to mention, if I don’t get at least my 8 hours I’m quite capable of being the bitch-from-hell.
Now, in the days of laptops, there's just no stopping me sometimes. I could
waste wile away an afternoon reading blogs, stalking looking at peoples photos that I neither know nor have any real interest in on face book.. (you’ve all done it)
And do you know what? I don’t even feel guilty about it. My life. My choices. My bed.