I feel badly that he’s working so hard… although my nighttime schedule is no picnic either, and at our current rate of progress shows no sign of improving by Christmas or any particular deadline known to man (woman children not withstanding. Speaking of “man” I was invited to revise the narrative portions of the Christmas program and did my very upmost to shine up the script… which included changing all 6 references to “man.” Woot. It’s almost like getting paid).
But if my nights are long, my evenings are cozy.
As long as there is no actual camping involved.