Chris recently went back to working nights.
I hate it.
This is his busy time of year and he's a workaholic there's lots of overtime available. So he's working his butt off.
But the main crap thing is that he's working nights. Late ones.
I do not like sitting at home/cooking dinner/going to sleep by myself.
Wahhh!
And if I accidently see the preview for Paranormal Activity 3 while flipping channels one more time. I will freak.
Really.
I'm stuck working 8-5 on weekdays and he's working 2:30 pm-11:30pm on weekdays.
You figure it out.
That means I'm asleep when he gets home, and he's passed out when I get up to leave in the mornings.
We're really going to have to take advantage of our weekends.
On Monday, when I got home from work Jaycie was roaming the apartment looking for him. She's used to us coming home together.
Then when I plopped down on the couch, she proceeded to make herself comfy on me.
Soooo not like her.
So, while he's bringing in the big bucks, I'll continue to sit at home/make dinner/go to sleep by myself.
And avoid that stupid movie preview.
Meh.
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