On the bright side, I have the loveliest husband ever. We went to bed last night about 11:30, him exhausted and me crampy. The lovely man surprised the hell out of me by rolling over and wanting to make out, just because. Even though he knew it would go absolutely nowhere. *sigh* What a nice feeling to feel wanted like that.
Of course, we're both dead this morning, but eh, it was worth it. :)
