Because Cory was working so much, I told him to take a day off this weekend so he could relax. He was worried all morning that when I told him that I meant I wanted him to do something for me, like go to the beach or something. But when he realized I seriously wanted him to be happy yesterday, we went to the Mac store and bought the Neverwinter Nights sequel and that (and a movie for each of us while the other played the game) was all of yesterday. That and some potato salad.
And then he got up this morning and is already gone. The rest of the weekend is going to be like this for him, I suspect. Oh well - one less person in the room while I figure out where rearrange the rest of the furniture to. (That was a poorly constructed sentence.)