Quality Time...

So it's Friday night and after a long and stressful week at work, I was really looking forward to spending some quality time with my boyfriend. First, of course, we had to go see our friend whose birthday it was. I was not in the best mood (dealing with a headache, cramps and the fact that I had not taken my medicine all day), but I sucked it up. We hung out. Me with the birthday girl and my boyfriend with her husband playing video games. Then, hours later we went home, for our quality time, right? Wrong! By this time my boyfriend is fucked up... not making sense... no fun to hang out with. And then, less than an hour after we got home... he was ready to go to bed. Great Friday night!! Really enjoyed my quality time.