Early Morning Promises

It's Saturday, one of the rare ones when The Husband has to work... and early. His alarm goes off at 4:30am, and I sit with him while he drinks coffee and watches network TV news.

He lists off all the things he needs to do and tells me, "I'll be home by 10:30."

"I'll try to be out of bed by then," I joke. (Pause) "That's a lie. I'm not going to try to get out of bed at all."