Window Seat

I've been working at my current job for almost three years, and today I finally figured out the building outside of my window in the courtyard faces west.  Big deal, huh?  Well it's one less mystery to solve and ten seconds of my life I can finally put to rest.  Today was the first of a three-week start time at four in the morning.  The perk to an early start time is the subway runs direct from my house to work in less than 40 minutes.  During the day it's an hour commute and a total of three train connections.  Once again, who cares?  I do.  I like the door to door service. 

Jeffrey's been a trooper.  I know my schedule sometimes throws him for a loop, but I find it humorous his greatest concern is how are we going to figure out meal preparation.  He returns to work next Monday and I'll still be on the early morning shift, so that's left him anxious about lunch and dinner.  All he's asked of me over the next two weeks is to make an attempt to at least spend an hour a day together, whether it's at the gym or over dinner.  Eating together does make a difference.  We get time to catch up and watch our favorite DVR'd shows.  He's like a kid at the end of his school day, rehashing events and proposing ideas for the next day. 

Right now, I'm just watching the time count down to noon.  I'm dog tired from a tight turn-around schedule at the office and want to curl back up in bed.  Perhaps with Jeffrey, but I doubt it.  He'll probably be bouncing around the house all day.  Ooo, I forgot that he's making chicken cacciatore today.  Mmm.