Crawling back in between my sheets, my comforter so fluffy and big that I could disappear under it, I realized just how lucky my boys actually had it.
The first day I started, I came into my space all murdery and after a few days of long, hot showers, pain medications, heating pads, movies, and unlimited cakes, I was right as rain. Seriously, what would be just a few seconds back in the real world was a full 7 days here and I was loving it.
I managed to do some more baking, fed the chickens, and milked the cows. I was happy. Even Hades showed up for his dinner every night making me think that maybe he forgave me for throwing him to the wolves.
