A morning person by nature, it was difficult for me to get accustomed to his working swings and mids in the USAF for the first 11 months of our marriage, but he preferred working nights. After the Air Force, he still avoided day shifts. I used to try staying up until Dave got home around 12:30am. I remember nights I'd have our first cat, Mocha, in my lap as I waited for him. She would hear the car pull into the driveway and the creak of the old gate as Dave passed through it. She readily jumped down from my lap and ran to the door to greet him with a friendly upraised tail and a sweet meow.
Through the years I worked various jobs, coinciding with his, working evenings. Since 2011 or so I have been a full time homemaker, and that suits me and Dave just fine.
Eventually I abandoned the idea of staying up for him. The cats always insisted on getting me up on THEIR schedules anyway, be it sticking a little nose in my ear and purring loudly (Mocha), licking my hairline (Kali), knocking items off my dresser (Storm) or batting at framed photos til they're almost knocked off the walls (Lily). I don't mind being summoned awake at 4 am. I'm a morning person, remember?
I love my morning time. I love my morning routine. I feed the cats (first things first, if I want any peace in the house!) and check email and Facebook over coffee. If I'm lucky, the Muses will inspire me and I'll do some actual writing.
For 28 years, my mornings' big concern was, what to make for lunch before Dave leaves for work at 3pm? And once he left, donning his black paramilitary uniform, the evening was MINE! and I had designated routine for the rest of the day.
I seldom ventured out unless I had a supper date with a friend (and she knows who she is, right K?).
After Dave left, I'd be on the computer for maybe 3-4 hours, chatting or playing games with lovely group of online friends. Later, I use this quiet time to read (if Dave is home the TV is on and that's not conducive to reading). I tend to get sleepy when I read, so most evenings by 6:30 I am in my jammies and ready for bed, all snuggled in with my latest library book. I'm asleep before 10pm usually, which is fine because like I said, I'm a morning person.
So why am I rambling on about how boring and routine my quiet little life is?
Because now Dave is home all the time. And I LOVE that. I really do. But a part of me really wants to fight to maintain my established routine. Fortunately Dave is a big fan of naps and while he naps I can play Boggle at 4pm then more often than not still have time to chat with a dear cousin at 5pm.
Forgot to mention, I would likely have my supper around 5 or just before, so I get typically get HUNGRY around then. I like a plan and I like to know what we're doing ahead of time. I have learned, however, Dave likes to be more spontaneous. He doesn't want to eat until later and frequently insists we go out. So once again I am having to accommodate him. Unfortunately, as I wait for him to decide what he wants to do for supper, I get hungrier and hungrier and then I get CRANKY! lol
So I am considering establishing a few "house rules" of my own now that we've reached a new chapter in our lives:
- Throughout the week we will eat lunch and a light supper AT HOME unless it's a special occasion (birthday, anniversary, etc) or a Friday, in which case Dave simply HAS to have his Chinese Buffet.
- Dave will be assigned household chores he won't be allowed to procrastinate on with the phrase, "I was getting ready to." I recognize I am the Queen of Procrastination myself but am willing to work on that flaw.
- I maintain the right to add to this list as needed throughout the coming years.
I'm all ears!