The Magic Hour
April 10, 2007 § 3 Comments
Something happens to one’s schedule when you start a new relationship. If you’re
frugal cheap like me, you’d understand. This usually happens around 8:55 pm on weekdays. Yes, folks, I’m talking about free nights & weekends.
I think I have a decent cell plan, but talking up to 60+ minutes per night times 3-4 nights per week adds up. My roommate knows this pretty well, especially when I run up the stairs right around 9 pm and start squealing with glee if I see that he called first. I’m usually not much of a phone person, but there’s really nothing better than the sound of his voice right before I go to bed (okay, maybe not as good as me squishing my face into his when I see him).
Guaranteed sweet dreams, people. Good stuff.