It's 7 PM and my wife is asleep. The hospital she worked for cut back here regular hours and she's had to hustle to get hours in other hospitals at off hours. Last night she worked a 12-8 and tonight (tomorrow?) she doing the same.
It's disruptive but not something we can't handle. Dinner was postponed. I'll live, I had Fogo deChao for lunch. Men brought me steaks on sticks. I may not again until next week.
In the mean time it's just youngest son and I sneaking around the house, trying to keep quite until Lost comes on at 9.
Maybe I get a snack and read a little more of Water for Elephants.