Looking back

I spent the entire weekend with The Girlfriend and her family. We jetted out of the city shortly after dawn on Saturday, and snuck back in late Sunday. Monday, I slept in, went to a very funny 'chick flick', and ate sushi for dinner. Tuesday I woke up early with the thought of 'what the hell am I going to do about my car, and the situation at the office' running through my head.

All day.

I got a ride home around 6 and as soon as I knew I was home for good, I wished I had stayed where I was 20 minutes before.