I normally wake up on Mondays with a ton of plans about how I’m gonna conquer the day. This morning I got up, went to the bathroom, turned off my alarm and said FUCK IT before promptly laying right on back down. I didn’t stay asleep very long before allegedly going through my wake up routine but about an hour into that, back to sleep. I was woken up by my phone which I need to work on and then went right on back to dicking around but legit refused to get dressed. I didn’t sit up right for good until like 1 o’clock and that was mostly because a coworker called so I was giggling. I did a lot of random shit I could do from home but I didn’t get to my office till an hour before I had to be in a meeting and then as soon as that wrapped up I came right on back home to do more of nothing. That’s not entirely true. I grabbed groceries and some Sonic and then home. It’s 9:30 ish now and I did a few things to get ready for tomorrow and run a project I need to get back on top of so I can see what can be found. Outside of that though I seriously wish I could sleep and do nothing for the rest of the week but meetings start tomorrow at 9. I can’t get in a good long orgasm like I did today. I won’t be able to spew my guts to someone randomly. And I won’t be able to admire my nipples while I lounge around half dressed. I may be able to rub one out in the shower while listening to Sucker For Pain again. It did make me want to hand over some rope and take a nap while someone got to work on binding me up tight. Oh well.