I gave it two nights, but I can’t hang. I will just have to putter quietly during the day, while Hubs sleeps. Hubs agrees. Matching my sleep schedule to his will exponentially increase the amount of cranky floating around the apartment. And we don’t need it. Who needs extra cranky?
Hubs’ trainer guy seems like a good one, which is a plus. They’re doing real work, which is a plus. And Hubs thinks the guy is well-seasoned in answering questions and teaching in general, which is a big plus. All around, it’s looking good.
No other news. We’ve been too busy trying to become nocturnal to do anything interesting.