Update

My
abs
h-u-r-t like hell and I feel like I am wearing a bloody corset.
On Friday, I am dragging the boy's lazy ass to play tennis. For if I have to be active, so should he. Its an equal opportunity relationship, this is.
New Company sent me some materials to read over and I am going to start slowly transitioning into position soon. For now, they are ok with me working from home.
Thought that came to my mind when boy called to tell me of this weekend's pocker party at his friends' place - I am going to find my own friends. Not that I don't like his acquaintance/friends but I want to find ones to call my v. own.