Morning Routine

Today is my second cataract surgery. My husband will be taking me. The last time he had to babysit, so a friend went with me. Even though I know that the surgery is no big deal, I am still nervous. Since my husband works nights and I work days, we never get ready to go out together. That is a blessing. I get up raring to go. He gets up complaining that he is tired. I get ready in ten minutes. He takes an hour. I never put on a radio or television. He blasts both, one in each room. It is only 6:30am and I am already tense and feel a headache brewing. Early birds and night crawlers are not meant to share the same space sometimes.