Not me. And not Mr. G.
Within 15 minutes of finishing our dinner on Friday night, we sat down on the couch to snuggle and watch a movie. By 8:30 we were a tangled mess of limbs, sound asleep. It was still light out.
We woke up at 9, huffed and puffed up the stairs, and were sound asleep in our bed by 9:07 pm.
That's Friday night living for ya.
Happy (?!) Monday,