Post by DJ on Mar 16, 2008 18:49:23 GMT -5
She was interrupted by an uncomfortable jab in the shoulder. She opened her eyes half way and flicked off the annoying beeping and turned toward the jab. Jared glanced at her, sleepily and she knew she'd slept through her alarm.
Hope reluctantly slid out from under the warm sheets and sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, letting her eyes and brain focus and release the dizzy, sleepy pressure of just waking up. She sighed and stepped up, tensing in the cool air, wishing she didn't have to get out of her fleece pants, but forced herself to get ready for the day.
The digital clock read 4:48. She'd slept through the alarm an extra minute or two. She forced herself out of the warm fleece pajama pants and into her tight beige riding pants with the dark knee patches. She then pulled a new sent of PJ pants over her breeches, only to keep herself warm in the chilly morning air.
She slid into a pink polo and pulled her large brown sweatshirt with the teal cantering horse next to the front pocket. She stifled a yawn, eyes watering, and wiped them before waving a few fingered toward Jared who was turned over and already asleep. She frowned and left the room, traveling down the hall and down the stairs toward the kitchen, sitting down to write Jared a note.
When you get up, tea would be lovely.
I'm at the barn. Duh.
Love you.
- Hope
She slid on her zipper paddock boots, and grumbled out the door.
Hope reluctantly slid out from under the warm sheets and sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, letting her eyes and brain focus and release the dizzy, sleepy pressure of just waking up. She sighed and stepped up, tensing in the cool air, wishing she didn't have to get out of her fleece pants, but forced herself to get ready for the day.
The digital clock read 4:48. She'd slept through the alarm an extra minute or two. She forced herself out of the warm fleece pajama pants and into her tight beige riding pants with the dark knee patches. She then pulled a new sent of PJ pants over her breeches, only to keep herself warm in the chilly morning air.
She slid into a pink polo and pulled her large brown sweatshirt with the teal cantering horse next to the front pocket. She stifled a yawn, eyes watering, and wiped them before waving a few fingered toward Jared who was turned over and already asleep. She frowned and left the room, traveling down the hall and down the stairs toward the kitchen, sitting down to write Jared a note.
When you get up, tea would be lovely.
I'm at the barn. Duh.
Love you.
- Hope
She slid on her zipper paddock boots, and grumbled out the door.