Bill doesn't always sleep well at night. So, it is not uncommon for him to get up as to not disturb me. Considerate, always.
Last night I assume he woke up a bit earlier than he wanted. So at 4:45 am I wake up and find him gone. Ok, np...but then I smell something. Smells like a roast or something. I'm not concerned, but maybe a bit confused. Not something I'd come to expect at that hour of the day. I go downstairs and he's sitting watching the Sci-Fi channel with carne asada cooling on the stove. Quite humorous actually...lol.
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