My second Monday for the week.
So, the new weekend rotation goes into play this week. So, I had yesterday off, will work the next 5 days in a row, have Tuesday off, then work 3 more days before my next weekend.
Valentine's Day was awesome for the first time ... Ever. My hubby is great. We're budgeting pretty tightly right now, trying to pay off about 8K more debt this year (we've already paid off close to 2K since we got married 6 months ago) so all we'll have left is the house and the car and he can go back to school. (We want to sell the car and get something cheap for him to commute in, but we're still stuck in the loan -- might try to refi it AND the house this spring). Anyway. We decided to be pretty low-key and just hang out together. Well. Lark and I had taken various colors of paper and cut various sized hearts out of the paper and after he left for the dentist first thing in the a.m., we plastered the wall above our bed and our bedroom door with them. (if I had a power cord for my camera, I'd add photos but I don't. :P). And I'd picked up a few little things, like a cheesy martial arts film which he wanted to watch but it was really really bad so I think we only watched about 10 or 15 minutes of. He ran to the Asian market for me after he went to the dentist, so it was alllllll done by the time he got home, and he was very surprised. And felt lame that all he'd gotten for me was a candy bar (but later bought me a beautiful single red rose, which totally made both of us feel better). So, we spent the day together. It was amazing. I started marinating some pork roast for a Cantonese bbq pork he likes, and then I tried to have a nap in the afternoon to get me ready so I could finish making dinner. As soon as I started falling asleep, my sister called. And then after her call, hubby was zonked out and I didn't have time to sleep before it was time to get kidlet from school. So, no nappy.
Since the surgery (and before it, actually), I've needed a nap pretty much every single day. Every time I've tried to have a nap lately, I get woken up. Whether it's the phone or the kid or the husband or the door ... something wakes me up. So, after dinner (which was awesome, if I do say so myself), being extremely fatigued last night to the point I almost fell asleep at our friends' house after dropping off cookies to them, I thought I'd fall right to sleep. No such luck. Tossing and turning and crying from exhaustion, hubby thought I was mad at him and I just wanted to drive away or fall asleep and never wake up. lol. Not really, but I did WANT to sleep.
He finally came to bed after finishing something on his internet videogame, and we talked and he passed out. I finally fell asleep around 10:45. When he left for work at 2:15 this morning, though, he brought the garbage can from the street into the garage and it sounded like he'd fallen down the stairs, so I was awake again. But I was able to get back to sleep by 3 ... and then didn't wake up until almost 7. I'm already 3 hours behind on work, and very very frustrated, and I'm still going to have to have a nap later.
So, my plan for the napping sitch is to do it while kiddo is at school and hubby is at work and unplug all the phones. And if I still get woken up, whoever does it is getting an earful.