Once again, waking up before the rest of my family has led my brain to think the worst and assume my husband and child have died in their sleep. Yaaaaaay.
But of course I’m too paranoid to walk in there and check to make sure they’re alive.
By the time I get done writing this and post it one or both of them will wake up.
Or perhaps I’ll grow a pair and hobble my old feet in the direction of their bedrooms.
Sorry to unload like this lol