Monday, October 3, 2011

Three Words


I know my neighbors (who are now first year residents) told me to enjoy the first two years.  But I don't believe they really warned me.  They told me, but they didn't send me a statement that indicates a possible or impending danger, problem, or other unpleasant situation.  They should have stood with a bright, flashing sign jumping and screaming at me, "Third year bites."  Now that's a warning.  

Mav is on OB.  He got home around 5:30 last night.  Studied.  Ate some dinner.  Helped put Squeaks to bed.  Studied some more before getting ready for bed himself.  

Today, was the first time in weeks that I woke up with Mav next to me.  But he left at 11:45 to get to work.  He'll be gone until about 11:30 tonight.  

Aside from naps, I won't be getting my me-time.  I'm pretty sure Squeaker will be watching a movie or two during the days, so I can study for my own schoolwork.

1 comment:

  1. not that I have any clue from experience what you are going through but I am looking forward to following this blog! you are awesome!