life

there are times when i wish the hubby and i had the same body-clock. i mean, he's a morning person and i'm a night person.

he wakes up all jouncy-bouncy-boy and i'm block-of-mud-girl. he hums, whistles, sings as he practically skips around the house. i stay tucked into myself trying to keep the world away, including sunshine, noises, and any form of cheerfulness.

in the evening i'm ready to PAR-TAY, run marathons, lead the charge, etc. he has faded into a gentle willow-the-wisp, droop-eyed, the switch almost turned to off.

i can't help but wonder what our lives would be like if we were on the same schedule.