It's been a while since sex and no sleep had me this happy. I had a nice morning. Good weather, mild traffic, passenger's side, coffee. Got dropped off at work much earlier than my normal time of (late), I'm still wearing yesterday's clothes. I smell like a night's worth of effort, regardless of the shower I took. It's embedded in the fibers. LOL. Preens.
This would be my first non-obligatory VDay (it is a bit different when you're in a relationship, after all; translate that how you will)... and, though anyone else might consider my Thursday a very normal -- if not cliched -- Valentine's Day, for me it was a whole bunch of firsts. First time getting flowers and chocolates sent to me at work. First time actually getting wined and dined in somewhere that's not a glorified diner. Among a few other firsts (jacuzzis, sharpies, and Jersey, ha!) I really have to say - now THIS is what effort looks like! Man.