Anyone else in a purple funk because it is Labor Day weekend and you are stuck with skids? Remember when a three day weekend was cause for celebration?...picnics and summer sun and pool time and friends etc. etc. etc. Now only skid misery...what he wants to eat, what he wants to do, what he wants to watch on TV, where he is willing to go, me totally ignored while BF kisses his butt. Wonder if they will disappear to play golf or watch a baseball game all day while I clean the house. I only hope I can get some stuff done while I count the hours until Tuesday. My boss probably thinks I am a great employee...staying so late at night and happy as can be to get back to work after the weekend. Little does he know.