We met after work and exercised with our trainer and then came home to make a delicious dinner of salmon, zucchini noodles, and salad. We got tipsy on whisky and wine. This resulted in an epic fuck fest up against the island. Afterward, I did a naked dance in the bathroom and D remarked that sometimes he feels like he lives in an episode of Girls. We returned to the kitchen to snack on stale wedding cake and ponder how anyone could ever purport to be as happy as we are. I hope they are though. ❤️