I swear...

...I am still married and living with my husband. It has been rather hard to tell recently, though. Take last week's schedule, for instance:

• Monday: Trevor worked late. Got home around 9 PM.


• Tuesday: Trevor had class. Got home sometime after 10 PM.


• Wednesday: Trevor worked late. Again.


• Thursday: Class.


• Friday: Trevor got home at a quasi normal hour (6:30). Saw husband briefly during dinner, but it was short lived. He crashed, and was seen snoozing on the couch not long after we got back home.


• Saturday: Trevor worked until 8 PM.


• Sunday: Technically spent the whole day with my hubby. Granted he was studying and I wasn't allowed to disturb him...

Needless to say, I am totally caught up on my Dateline mysteries, and I have made multiple trips to the bookstore to replenish my "Yet to be read" pile.

I miss my husband...