So the one day I decide to go all domestic and redecorate the apartment (hung about 20 pictures today), make a nice dinner, and make a blueberry pie (from scratch - I'm thoroughly impressed with myself right now, btw), H calls to let me know not only will he not be coming home for dinner, he'll be lucky if he is able to come home at all before tomorrow night.Boo H's new boss. Boo!