What happened on election day.

I opened my eyes at 1 am to the sound of the radio. Classical music was comforting my dear hearted husband and I almost threw something at him and at the radio. I used self control, even at that time of the morning and put my feet on the floor and determined to do something else before dealing with the radio, which broke my unconsciousness. I will walk around and find something or someplace else to sleep was my thought. I shut off the heat or turned it down, muttering and sputtering in my semiconscious state and then returned to the room to deal with the radio situation. I stood over the bed, probably with a look on my face that told the story. I was deciding which end of the radio to yank. My dear one opened his eyes and looked adoringly at me... Are you alright? He knew I was livid! He touched the button and shut off the cocophony that disturbed me. He acted the hero and he saved the radio from being totally destroyed. It was the time of night, not the music persay, but the sound breaking my sleep. He went on to sleep and I mesmerizingly stumbled back to bed and fell back to rem before I even knew it. Thank God for restraints. The children were home today. How delightful to have them home? Maybe. We had a doctors appt. early and thats great to get out of the house before the children. We did. I don't know why we don't do date morning, instead of date night. We were both at our greatest consciousness in the morning. We enjoyed the sights and sounds of the city, this morning. (We) Got a great report from the doctor, voted and went home. What a beautiful day? Now we deal with the children. :{