I love to sleep. I'm a big, big sleeper.
But everyone seems to be against me about this: My five years old, up at 7am, speed has a toon; His father, asking me absurds questions at night like "are you asleep?!", which makes that I'm not anymore; My téléphone, riging a hundred time while I'm napping. My life was a misery... Until a started to sleep in my car.
It can seem to be "out of issue", but this is something you don't say about yourself : "hi, I'm stéphanie. I sleep in my car".
PS : Nathalie, laisse moi l'adresse de ton blog SVP!