This morning, still unrecovered from our long labor day weekend of too much activity, too little sleep, too much food, and too little time to clean our (normally anal-retentively clean) apartment as it’s slowly descended into pigsty-dom, Jess suggested that we really needed another vacation, but that this one should be a ‘bed vacation’: a few consecutive days where we never have to leave the bed, except perhaps to take a shower while the bed vacation staff changes the sheets.

Would-be entrepreneurs, if you start a business that makes this happen, I will totally invest. So long as I can do it from my bed.