Bed is so good, for many reasons. Not least because in our new house, it isn't a mattress on the floor, it is a raised platform dedicated to your sleeping pleasure. A real bed! With clean sheets and warm soft doona. AND YET, I couldn't sleep properly. Incredibly comfortable, I lay there thinking about doing last years tax and building shelves and growing moss and getting to the pottery and picking up things from the framers and making fudge and numerous other irrelevant topics to ponder. Now I have to work in the same room as it pretending it's not there. Trying not to make eye-contact as I make a coffee in our kitchen/bedroom/bathroom.
I guess I better go out.