Night Or Day?

Being out of work for a month is evidenced in my new TV talents. I am able to tell you what is on TV on at least five channels for every hour of the day. Before you conclude that my talent only works for daytime hours, I should let you know that I am equally as talented at night. In fact, I even know the nick-at-night rotations of my favorite old shows from 1 a.m. until 5 a.m.

I used to be angered as I sit awake burping Abby at 3 a.m. full well knowning Adam is sound asleep. Sometimes, I think he snores just to rub it in that he is sleeping. Anyways, as I was saying, I used to get mad. Lately though, it doesn't seem so bad. I am not sure if this is because I have now memorized which neighbors in the apartment community are up, or if it is because I am simply used to being awake at all hours of the night.

The woman straight across the apartment complex, in the apartment with the loft, like the one we originally wanted, dances from around midnight until 1 or 2. I think it is ballet, but of course, I am no expert. I think she sometimes sees Abby and I rocking in the oversized chair in the living room watching her dance. The dancing keeps me entertained and puts Abby to sleep. Abby likes fluid movement and there is none more fluid than a ballet dancer.


Abby takes her best nap in the early afternoon. Everyone says that I should be napping at this time too, but even after a month, I cannot get myself to. If I nap any semblance of adult life, wrapped in sanity, is gone. Then my world truly is ordered and arranged by our new arrival, Abigail.