I didn’t sleep well last night, partly because Ted was up late working. (I really need to get better at that; it’s not fair to expect him to match my schedule. I understand that some married couples keep totally different bedtime / wakeup schedules; I don’t want to go that far as a usual thing, but it would help to be able to now and then.)
Because of that I didn’t get up early and erg this morning. So instead I got up at 7, showered, came back into the bedroom where Ted had CNN on with the inauguration coverage, and thought, “Oh, good – he’s still alive.”
I am hoping the next four years help me to raise my expectations higher.