  The party's over. After a great weekend of theater and shopping and hanging out, I showed up for work this morning to get our monthly "our workload is really heavy right now, and we're still understaffed, so you should expect a lot of late nights over this next month" speech. I know I should be thankful I have a job -- and a halfway decent one at that -- but we never seem to get on top of this problem. We're always understaffed. We're always buried under huge workloads. We're always canceling our personal lives and ordering shitty takeout as we burn the midnight oil here. Sigh. At least my new office has a couch. 
