Tomorrow is Sunday – the only day of the week I don't necessarily have to do anything work-related. Depending on the chances I wanted to take, I could learn more about her. Without work to do tomorrow, any sort of friction between us could be mellowed out by time spent alone. The last day or so has had enough indicators that I need to do something other than continue to endure her miserable attitude. Last night's chippy conversation that led to her slinking out of the room until sometime after bed was one of em. And Midnight's surprise and withdrawal after explaining my cover for her wasn't lost on me either.