I didn't have a bad week, really. But it was a very busy week and one that seemed to rather drag on. On Friday afternoon, after a full day of teaching and yet another set of after-work errands, I found myself ready for an adult beverage. I wanted a glass of wine. I had earned a glass of wine. I deserved a glass of wine. I got a glass out of the cabinet and a chilled bottle was retrieved from the fridge. Then I pawed around in the drawer looking for my corkscrew. And this is what I found.