It's 10:27am on a Saturday. I'm in my office, tired, feeling beat up by the world. I didn't fall asleep last night (this morning) until almost 5, because of the pain in my back and the fact that no matter what i did, or what pain meds i took, i couldn't get comfy. I've been up since 8.. you do the math. I'm fussy as can be, not in the mood to be here, not in the mood to do anything. If it wasn't for the promise of a massage for my aching back, I would tell the Boy to stay home today and come visit tomorrow.