Waking up early

23rd April 1574

After all the planning, managing and overlooking that I did, it was no surprise that when the day finally came to its end, rather than using the evening like I would do so in my modern life with a glass of beer in some form of relaxation, I completely disregarded the beauty of the Commonwealth countryside, and simply plunged back to sleep.

Yet this time, when I woke up, I realised that no one actually came to help me out of my bed!

Obviously, in such spartan environment, there was no servant of mine that could be free enough to prepare clothes or even a breakfast for me, but I still had one of the workers come to wake me up whenever the working day for them started.

Since my own body decided that I have already rested enough, there was no point in lingering in the bed any longer. Pushing a thick blanket aside, I instantly shrugged as the wave of the morning coldness overwhelmed me.