~ Los Angeles ~
Wednesday morning, Sarah and Aiden are in bed, discussing plans for the day. Aiden is still drowsy and refuses to open his eyes.
Sarah is excited. "Bedroom furniture will arrive today! We can go to the store and purchase bedlinens and what else we need. I am eager for us to move there."
Aiden yawned. "Sounds good. We should get some clothes as well… and are you still interested in painting those two rooms by yourself?" His voice was lazy. He was fighting not to drift off to sleep.
"Yes, yes. I would like to try painting a wall or two. How difficult can it be? … If I mess it up, we will get professionals to do it... I thought you want to do it also?"
"Yes. I will help." He yawned again.
"Then that settles our plans. After breakfast, we are shopping for bedding, clothes and painting supplies, and then heading home." Sarah looked up at him and realized that his eyes are closed. "Do you want to sleep more? We are not in a rush…"