After what seemed like an eternity of problems at work he finally got out of the building and to his vehicle. 

"Thank god that's over with" He told his dark blue civic. 

There had been more issues in one day at the office then there had been in the last three months. He was more than happy to start the old beater's engine and get home to just relax and deal with nothing more than what he wanted to handle. He needed to put the long and antagonizing day behind him. On the short commute home he thought of his Jenna, that perked up his foul mood from a long day over unbelievable computer problems at the office. One nice thing was the traffic had been much easier to deal with on the way home. 

It had taken less than fifteen minutes and he had been home, to his small over priced haven. He parked in a closer spot than usual and quickly got out. Heading into the building and up the stairs he noticed a small package left on his doorstep. The jewelry he had ordered online had arrived. He bent down and picked it up, glad to have gotten it a day early. Then unlocking his door he set everything down and started a pot of coffee to relax. He had finally made it to the weekend.  Looking at the box that had arrived, maybe my luck is changing for the better today, he thought. 

As he waited for the pot to finish brewing he looked around at his place. It wasn't bad enough to be an episode of hoarders, but he knew he should straighten it up a bit. Less to do tomorrow. He did the dishes, mostly silverware and a few cups. Then he straightened up, putting a few magazines away and tossing clothes into his pop up white hamper. It had not required a lot of detailed cleaning, but he wanted everything to look better than usual for tomorrow evening. Then he remembered he was still in his work clothes. He quickly stripped them off and changed into a t-shirt and a pair of comfortable sweats. 

Pouring a freshly brewed cup of french roast, he sat down in the kitchen. Sipping it slowly he pulled out his smart phone. He began to clear his e-mail, it was filled with nothing of importance to him. There never seemed to be anything of importance in it any other time, either. He set the smart phone down and took another long sip of the warm liquid. He got up to check that he had everything he would need for tomorrow night with Jenna. He checked through the fridge, and then the cabinets. He had it pretty well stocked up. Then he noticed that he was out of wine. It wasn't a need, but he like to have a few bottles just in case she'd like a glass or three. He rolled his eyes.

Neil wasn't looking forward to going anywhere. He poured another cup of the liquid rocket fuel and sipped it, debating. After all of three minutes He grabbed his walled, took on a large gulp of coffee before leaving his home for a quick run. He left and headed the three blocks to the liquor store to pick up a few bottles of wine When he got there, it hadn't been very crowded for a friday evening. He walked through the isle and saw there was a new red wine he hadn't tried before. He looked at the red and silver label, then figured why not? He grabbed two bottles and headed to the counter and waited as the cashier rung up his items. 

He paid the cashier and thanked her, quickly heading back home for the evening. After a brisk walk back home he went in and set the wine on the counter. Then he refilled his cup and settled in front of the t.v. He flipped through the stations until he found a decent action movie. Of all the kinds of movies and television shows out now days, a good old action flick with high speed chases and explosions were still his favorites. Once the coffee was gone he curled onto the couch and after a long day fell asleep there and didn't stir until the next morning.