Worked late again...seems to be a pattern. When I called Jon to tell him I was on my way home he told me he wanted to take me somewhere nice. Made me smile, and know that I always have someone to come home to. Later he told me he didn't want me to just come home and feel miserable about my week. It's been a pretty crappy week. Most of my left side is a bruise. I'm working tomorrow, but it's better to know I choose to then I had too.