Blah. You know that it's not the weekend anymore when you spend the first couple hours you are up:

--creating a justification on why you deserve a raise at work (technically we're supposed to do this at work but I just don't have the time between customers and this is important enough I'll suck it up and do it at home)

--needing to write 10 (it turned out to be exactly 10 emails) to friends, loved ones, and the damn condo association because you are so behind on keeping up with them