World-Class Ladies-Man, Craig David sang;
I met this girl on Monday
took her for a drink on Tuesday
we were making love by Wednesday
and on Thursday & Friday & Saturday we chilled on Sunday.
In my version, the said lady is called work. And instead of chilling on Sunday, I nailed it hard.
Subsequently, I woke up last Monday with a sore neck, that drifted down my shoulders and my upper back.
Which is why, last week I was walking like a robot. A pasty robot.
Driving into work doesn't help either. Last Monday there was 10" of snow, which thanks to a warm weekend was all gone yesterday.
Side note: There's no air-con in our office on weekends, so it was like a Harlem jazz club in July in here yesterday.
Today: More snow.