I don’t remember a thing, but I’m assuming I had a wild date last night! I just woke up to about 12 empty pizza boxes and 5 empty Franzia boxes of wine scattered around me. There’s no sign of my date. He must’ve left when I passed out. I hope he made it home safely.Not to mention this sofa feels extra lumpy this morning. It may be time for a new one. I can feel something poking me in the back…it must be the springs.