My husband came home from work a couple of days ago and mentioned that he was more than likely going to start a new schedule.Â Instead of working half a day on Saturday, then going back for a few hours Saturday night, he was going to work a full day, then have Sunday and Monday off.
Since he’s never had two full days off, on the surface this would seem like a good thing, right?Â As it stands Saturday is pretty much shot, anyway. Â Plus he’d have Monday off as well.Â He could schedule check-ups and dental appts without having to take off.Â It would be great for him.
But it’s the Monday that’s bugging me, and I’m being purely selfish here, I know.Â No doubt I will win the Bad Wife Award for what I’m about to share, but…
I can’t work when he’s here!
He’ll have the TV on.Â He’ll be loud.Â He’ll need me to find things for him.Â He’ll want more than the peanut butter and jelly sandwich I normally fix for myself for lunch.Â In short, he’ll need attention.Â