The Husband works slightly unusual hours. They aren’t exactly second shift, more of a hybrid. By the time he gets home, gives us each a moment of his time and has dinner I’m thinking about heading to bed. Normally this wouldn’t be an issue now that it’s summer but H is working in the city so I’ve been driving her to the subway in the morning. That requires me to wake up by 6:30. The Husband stays up watching TV at night since he can sleep in until 9:30 if he wants. His watching TV keeps me awake. It isn’t so much the light or the sound. It’s just the knowing that everything isn’t all settled for the night. By way of distraction I’ve been listening to podcasts before I fall asleep. The earbuds block any sound coming from the TV and my brain is distracted enough to relax and let me get drowsy. Last night when I was listening it suddenly dawned on me that my mother (and grandmother) did the same sort thing though for different reasons. They both listened to the radio every night. So now I know for sure that I have turned into my mother. At least my iPod won’t make the same loud crash when it hits the floor at 3:00AM.