Thursday nights..... he must be to bed at 10 pm.... it's a crisis if he's not. He works three days a week now, three 12 hour shifts, Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays. The first scheduled bedtime night is Thursday. It drives me crazy. I am not a "schedule" person - never have been. He is. He has routines, places for everything, has everything in order for in the morning...me - I'm a kind of "fly by the seat of your pants" person :) We clash. We clash alot but we laugh about it. He tries to make me more orderly, especially when it comes to my car - now that's a whole new story.... But now, he's in bed. On time , with his glass of ice water. Me, I'm on the computer - might watch tv a little or even read. Then again, I might crochet. I will have to clean up the kitchen. But that's the only ""have to"" that I have to do tonight. I love it. Freedom. Refusing to set a specific bedtime. Finishing what I have to when I want to. Doing what I want to - going to bed when I'm through with it all. For me, it has nothing to do with the clock and it probably never will....
Thursday nights.... I love them ...... and I love him too :)
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