Woke up. Took the dog out to pee. Most glorious day EVER, thanks be to God. The air is mild and smells of spring and you want to sit down on the snow-covered lawn and listen to the birds sing for hours. I thought "I should have worn shoes, she's going to want to walk."

But...

She peed, and then turned around and walked straight back to the house. Didn't even look at the lovely weather.

Friday? Monday? Or... not?