We were originally going to have drinks at Kona Grill, but the table we were five milliseconds away from sitting at was Shanghai'd by a fellow whose girlfriend should have been embarrassed to be with him. The guy wouldn't make eye contact with us after scooting into the chair I was about to occupy, so we called him some unflattering names - within his hearing - and said we hoped his girlfriend realized what an (insert unflattering term here) she was with - again within his hearing - and went to Luna de Noche, where they had reduced price appetizers and $3 not-bad house wine.
I'm trying not to obsess about sofas, too much, and managed to get quite a bit of work done, today. I've picked out the plumbing fixtures for my clients $500,000 tree house gym/office (ahem) and am detailing the millwork as we speak...er...write because I left work early and I have a guilty conscience about not getting all of my hours in, indoctrinated by the more corporate firms I worked for in a past life. It's kind of relaxing, working at home, all snuggled up in my pajamas and under an enormous duvet.
That's what I need at work! An enormous duvet!