At the end of a completely craptastic work week yesterday evening, I had a conversation with my homegirl that included this exchange:
Ironic Pink: "What are you and Sly B doing this weekend?"
Me: "Nothing much -- definitely sleeping in tomorrow."
So this morning, I got up at about 5:20 to find Sly B reading at the dining room table. I've been answering work emails and tweaking spreadsheets since 5:45 or so (it is now 7:15).
The good news - I currently have 12 emails in my work inbox. That is unheard of. Yesterday when I left work, I had about 100.
I see a nap in my future, and lots of couch-lounging/tv watching/blogging/reading.