soooo not in the mood

I want to be, but I'm not. I had such a terrible week at work last week, and I'm afraid it's going to spill into this week and poison it, too. It took me the entire holiday weekend to get over it (and let me say, I think it was the brunch at Cafe Twenty Eight that finally made me smile again), and I'm trying very, very hard today, but I feel like I'm slipping a little. I think I'll finish this (small! and only!) glass of wine, head upstairs with a book, and wait in bed for my husband to come home from darts. With any luck, I'll still be awake when he gets home...