I hate when my husband has to work Friday nights. He's a medical laboratory scientist...big name for he does lab work at the hospital. He works the over night shifts which I still to this day can't get completely used to. I like to think of him as my mad scientist frankenstein type toiling over bubbling test tubes laughing maniacally c: But for real, it's harder to deal with than I think a lot of people realize...you only get to sleep in the same bed as your husband twice a week. I think we make it work pretty damn well though.
It's been a lot easier since we've had Scarlett seeing as I still have her sleeping in the same room as me at almost 7 months hahaha....sometimes I don't think she'll even use her room before we move in March....move to our HOUSE! Pretty exciting stuff. I mean, I bitch about our apartment all the freakin' time but we have been here for almost 4 years....and we got married and had Scarlett while living here. There's a shit ton of great memories but there's also the not so good....I dealt with some pretty bad personal struggles while living here...but also overcame them. AND at the house we'll have so much more room for our "collectables" aka his transformers and vintage vw stuff and my horror everything collection.
Uhg, I need sleep...tomorrow starts the crazy cleaning before the week of thanksgiving cooking. I took on doing a thanksgiving dinner for 12. Stressed, yes. Worried, no. I'm a hell of a cook, but I have to get to done with a baby that JUST learned to crawl.
