Sleeping in

She is such a lazy cow. It was nearly midday before she crashed down the stairs today. And the first thing she said to me was 'Look at you, you lazy good for nothing animal. You sat on that armchair at 4 o'clock yesterday afternoon. Twenty hours, Marley. Twenty hours...'

Staggering off to the kitchen I heard her muttering 'might as well be dead and save me the food bills and the extra housework...' which I thought was very harsh. Must remember to do something horrible to her today...