So we are adjusting to the hub's new schedule quite nicely. Took us a bit to figure it out. But now we got it down pat. Yes the stretches of when he is working nights really suck. Suck suck suck. And the days are long. Long long long. But when he gets those 7 days off in a row... we PARTY!
By party, I mean we go to Seaworld.
Rock on Shamu.
Of course he HAD to wear his Hawaiian shirt to Seaworld and look like a total tourist. But hey, he got about 8 compliments??? on it...
'Hey man... like your Tommy Bahama!'
by the 6th he was like 'I am never wearing this again.'