Does anyone else count the minutes until their spouse comes home. Watching the clock like an addict waiting for their next hit. I know I do, especially on those hard days. Those days when the Beans are both miserable, haven’t slept well and just will not leave me alone. And you know what happens, hubby calls home to say he’s running late, something came up at work.
Why? Why can’t the opposite happen? Hubby calls to say he’s coming home earlier?
Bed time can’t come soon enough on those days.