My superman

This is my man, my superman.
He puts up with ALOT.
My rapidly shifting moods, my love for rubbish tv, my picky eating habits, inappropriate dinner conversation, my "playful biting" which always leaves him with bruises, my wishes to go to bed at 9.15 on a friday night...among others.
We are both pretty much knackered any given weekday night, bed time rolls in all to fast with us vegging on the sofa. Weekends are nicer though. We get to spend some time together, do things (when we can afford it) and are awake enough to talk to each other.
Working this weekend. Can't help resent it for stealing our time from us.