Character/Scene Sketch

Beams of light shined through the sheer curtains of our master bedroom and the dust suddenly became visible. My husband was still sleeping like a bear. I lightly nudged his shoulder until he opened his eyes and then pointed to the alarm clock. He rolled on to his back and let out some sort of noise. He stretched his arms out far and sat up slowly. After a big yawn, he rubbed each eye with the bottom of each palm and stood on both feet. As he walked to the bathroom he brought his hands to his belly and began to scratch out of sync. He reached into the shower and turned on the hot water then turned around to face the sink. After a short stare into the mirror he squeezes a gob of toothpaste onto his toothbrush and hopped in the shower. He reappeared 15 minutes later, toothbrush in hand , and shook water off his head like a dog after a bath. A quick roll of the deodorant stick and he briskly walked over to his closet, stubbing two toes along the way. After a few quiet obscenities he went through his collection of slacks and nearly fell over putting on a gray pair. Finally he asked why I was following him with a little notepad. I replied, “I'm being creative” and he laughed while he picked out a blue button up shirt. I helped him fix his collar while he secured his belt and then he was throwing socks all over the place looking for a matching pair. He sat down and one by one he put on his socks and shoes and then sprang up to his feet. He gave me a kiss and said “have a good day sweetie pie” then rushed downstairs and out the garage door. I waved bye from the window and he waved bye back.