Yep Bitter... that's me at this point. So, *deep breath* I am a receptionist. That means that yesterday I had to sit at the front desk and receive everyone else's flower/chocolate delivery. That also means that everytime someone else's flowers were sitting up here EVERYONE that walked by would comment on them - thinking that they were mine. That left me to explain that 'yes they were gorgeous, no they are not mine'. Long story short, last night was certainly not the best and I didnt get anything from DH.... not a card.... nothing. So this morning what do I get to sit through? Everyone and their mother coming up to my desk asking me what lavious gifts my husband bought for me last night. There have also been a myriad of other minor things that have accumulated to make this a not so fantastic morning. Anyone else dealing with the aftermath of Valentine's day?