Ouch. It didn’t start out that way – I woke up the other morning with a sore neck. This happens periodically if I sleep funny (and I think I’d ended up in the spare bedroom for part of that night because Jake took the good sleeping pills and was snoring…and that bed’s not nearly as nice/comfortable). So I didn’t think too much of it.
But then the next day I went out for sushi and happy hour with a couple of friends and when I got back and saw Jake on the couch, I was overcome and we ended up having crazy sex on the bathroom floor (and P.S., why didn’t I ever realize before that if you have sex in a doorway, you can brace yourself at all sorts of angles that are otherwise impossible?). Continued