It's been about like I thought it would be on my new shift. I like having every morning in my peaceful house with time to get things done as I need to. I like leaving said house clean and neat every day, returning to a clean kitchen at night and going straight to bed. I really like the new, simpler meal plan. And I love that weekends are all mine to spend with my peeps (even if we work around the house, which is also nice).
But I also feel like I am in a perpetual time change. I sleep like a rock, then struggle to get up in time to see my peeps for a short while each morning. Mark leaves the house by 7, so if I don't get up by 6:30 I will miss him altogether. I have better luck with Gray since he doesn't generally leave until 7:45. But it's not exactly quality time. I have fallen back into mothering mode, making his breakfast and setting some things out for his lunch. And for Dylan, I heat up some leftovers for lunch and invite him to sit a bit, which he does. As always, there is that push-and-shove that comes with people needing to get to school and work on time.
Only time will tell how long I can make this new schedule work for all of us, not just me. It's just gotten started and I owe it a least a year or so. For me, there are more pros than cons.
I don't miss working weekends at all.