But you see, I like to talk to Peter. And Peter likes to talk to me. And because of our schedules, most of the talking gets done at night. After the kids have gone to bed. We are constantly making it our goal to go to bed earlier because it's killing us! (Probably literally, too.) But it seems to just get later and later every night. It gets to where, during the day, if there is a quiet moment I begin to look like this:
Not so attractive if you ask me. And I supposed I shouldn't complain too much. Our relationship keeps getting better and better. We are beginning to understand each other better. And at least he likes to talk with me, which is more than I can say for one couple I know. In that relationship, he is on the computer constantly and she is really critical of him. But enough about them. They are still good people.
I hear lots of older women say that we should enjoy the time we have with our kids while they are young because it doesn't last long. I wonder how I am supposed to do that when all I want to do is sleep through it?!?! I suppose all we can do is keep trying...and trying...and trying to go to bed earlier!
