"Normal"

A humorous conversation I had with Andy this morning:

Me: How's your week looking?
Andy: Fine...
Me: What kind of hours will you be working:
Andy: Normal...

Me: Okay, so I'm assuming normal is you coming home at 9:30???

Andy: Yeah...

It's kind of sad when working the hours Andy works right now is considered "normal". Some days it's still hard to accept it as normal. It's "late" hours, not "normal" hours. Anyhow, this too shall pass hopefully near the middle of May and then start up again in July. One day he may have a job that has what I would consider "normal" hours, although I think they are few and far between. Wishful thinking maybe...

On the bright side, Audrey has finally gotten over screaming at the top of her lungs the minute she opens her little eyes. However, even though we are thrilled with this accomplishment (yes, she's over 2 years old and could fill a toy box with the amount of stuff she sleeps with), it's kind of sad as well... You see, she wakes up and with her sweet voice calls, "Daddy, come get me, Daddy, come get me..." And who usually gets her - me. So, then she's disappointed. Although I don't think there's any job out there that would enable Andy to be home in the morning and after nap time. So, I guess wishful thinking on Audrey's part as well...

P.S. So, I guess the "normal" for this week is 11 PM...