Night Radio

Nicole started her new job tonight.  While I'm toiling away during the day, my wife and all around awesome person will be working from five hours before midnight until five hours after.

It's not the first time she's had such a shift, but it's been a few years, and it brings back some memories.  The last time we had opposite schedules like this we were living in our first apartment together.  It was street parking only over on Edgemont, and as Bohemian as that area of town is, it's still Los Angeles, and I'm still me.  Every morning, just before dawn when Nicole was nearing the apartment, she would call me, and I would get my tired rear end up out of bed, walk down to the street, and drive around with her until we could find a parking spot.  Then my skinny, tired body would escort her back to our apartment and we'd go back to bed, her for the "night," me for a few more hours until I had to get up for work.

I didn't get much sleep back then, but I'm sure I slept more soundly for those few hours than I would have had I let her walk to the apartment at night by herself.

Thankfully, as our relationship has evolved since then (what with us no longer living in sin and all), so has our living arrangement.  We have underground parking.  I truly doubt this will help me sleep, though; I'm just not used to going to bed without her, and I'm fully aware of how pathetic that sounds.

I will do that patheticness one better, though, by saying that Nicole working the night shift is going to do wonders for my productivity.

The truly bizarre thing about my life right now is how busy I am, given that I don't really seem to do anything.  But I have a full time job that I loathe, which means I also have a full time job trying to find another full time job.  On top of that, I have a side job (which has caused me much consternation as of late...that's a great word, "consternation," and I think I'm going to start using it more) that I'm on the fence about as far as whether I'd like it (or something similar) to be more.  And then, of course, there's my writing, which often seems to get the short straw in this bunch.

Midwestern work ethic posturing aside, I'm also Nicole's husband, although I'll fully admit that the label hasn't really changed my behavior much.  But if you ask me what I want to do with any given evening (or day), my first answer will always be "spend time with Nicole."  And sure, maybe that will change the longer we've been married, but that's irrelevant.  The bottom line is that my desire to be with my wife tends to overrule all other things...and I'm a man with very little control of myself.

This, of course, is why Nicole working the night shift will allow me to be more productive, as that laundry list of tasks I listed above consists of things that get pushed to the side or, at the very least, delayed on the average day.

And, honestly, it's not as sad as it sounds.  If I'm to be upfront about it, Nicole and I seem to be at odds with the universe of late, so we've gone into lock down mode, which means our time together isn't just something we want, it's something we need.

So consider this a warning, those of you who periodically read this blog or get spammed by notifications on your Twitter or Facebook that this thing has been updated: it will be updated quite a bit over the next 12 weeks, because I'm going to have a lot of time on my hands.

Currently on the T&V Radio: "Together," by the New Pornographers, "Insomniac Doze" by Envy, and pretty much everything Hum has ever recorded.