  You know how I feel about Mondays. Today I will work all day alone, getting caught up on the Monday after the last home game, then I'm expected to go to dinner with my coworkers, then to the annual meeting. I like (most of) my coworkers, but I just don't want that much branch togetherness. Going out for a drink after work is one thing - but 8 hours of work, then dinner, then 2 hours of meeting is just too much for me. Sorry. So instead I'll sneak off to meet the boy for coffee, then maybe come home for a while since the meeting's just down the street.
And I know that not every day can involve staying in bed late with arms wrapped around each other, cuddling and reading and enjoying warm nakedness and bodies pressed together - but would that really be so bad? That's all I want right now - a hot shower, then crawling back into bed. 
