The Magic Hour
April 10th, 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.
Ahhhhh…I love that feeling, too! Yay! I’ve had a few of them lately. I just hope one sticks.
Oh man, that is like, cute overload.
Aw. That is super cute.
My boyfriend just moved to another city, so I’m right there with you on the free minutes! Luckily, my plan starts at 7 p.m.