guilt yoga

We came this close to skipping out of yoga class last night. Neither of us got much sleep the night before and shambled through the day like a couple of zombies, so when quitting time came we wanted nothing more than to go home and blob out on the sofa watching YouTube videos of kittens.

But I knew I would probably sleep better if I spent just an hour stretching the kinks out of myself, so I went anyway, and My Darling B apparently felt too guilty not to tag along. Nothing better for a good night’s sleep than guilt yoga.

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