Steve's flight got in around 10:45 last night. By the time he wrapped things up, got to the parking lot and dug his car out of the snow, he probably didn't get home until midnight or so.
I went up to bed at 11p, and I am sure I was asleep by 11:05p. Now that CC is sleeping through the night I am dead to the world while sleeping. Steve came home, unwinded, and slipped into bed all without me realizing.
I woke up around 4am to discover a man in my bed. Of course it was Steve. Par for the course, I suppose.