On Friday I went north to a neighboring state with Best Friend to see a high school friend whose a musician play. We stayed overnight in a downtown hotel (on the square! We felt so fancy! But the room was small) and then the next day had breakfast, she dropped me at my brother's for about an hour and then came and collected me and we went and picked up the musician and had coffee with him.
We drove home and I went home with her, where we had dinner with her wife and another friend and then chatted and then went to bed. Sunday was the only "bad" day because I had no reason to leave but I needed to leave but I didn't want to leave and so I didn't get out of there until after 3:30pm - and then because of Metro track work didn't get home until almost 5:30.
Last night I crashed after sleeping an average of 5-6 hours for the past four days. Now I'm going to be late if I don't get it together and leave.
The story of last night is the sexy climax. We'll see if I remember to tell it tonight. (Or if I write at all.)