H just shuffled in with his eyes half closed and said he didn't get home from his job last night until 3am, cuz they gave him 2 more stops while he was still up yonder by a couple hours. Usually on Sundays I work a split shift and we go out to breakfast in the middle but he came in to say let's go out to lunch after you're done instead I'm going back to bed. Works for me! That means I can work all my overtime today in peace while he sleeps, no loud tv! Yay.