tonight, not again

steven has started working nights. and it's an okay gig for now. brings in a little bit of extra money without having to pay a babysitter. it works out.

but i hate falling asleep without him. so inevitably, i stay up too late watching grey's. waiting until i'm really really tired in hopes that i'll fall asleep quickly. the next morning i wonder why i didn't take advantage of a quiet night and go to bed earlier.

even when steven is home at night, we normally don't go to bed together. but there's something about the comfort of him just being in the other room. without him - the house is weirder, louder, lonelier. i don't like it. i guess that's what marriage does. makes the world a little scarier when they're not around.