So Michael comes in from his office yesterday and says we’d been invited to go out with friends last night. Having not slept great the past couple of nights, I wasn’t really up to it since “go out” meant starting the evening at 11:30pm.
So after dinner, Michael took a disco nap, I watched some TV with the dogs. He got up at 11pm to shower and get ready, and I headed to bed.
This morning, while he’s still sleeping from getting in at 5am, I see this tweet from him.
And everyone’s happy.
There you go. 🙂