Done yesterday (20090516)
2009-05-17 08:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
0516 Sa * awake 8ish, up 9ish; W=190.8; drugs, nose; coffee, C, throat coat x party at Audrey's in Sebastopol. & installed erstwhile bed platform in bathroom makes one ~8" step into two ~4" steps: much easier for Colleen. ! productive/accomplished/satisfied & installed purse racks in bedroom closet doors & directed YD and Jared in bed shuffle & A rather unhappy shopping experience with the YD buying a bedframe She seemed to think I'd buy whatever she wanted without regard to price Whiny and sullen ! exhausted, emotionally drained, distressed in a way that's hard to characterize. & Cooked chili verde for dinner (after YD gave up on discovering that the oven wasn't usable.) ! somewhat accomplished, especially when everybody liked it. Proud. & YD's mood improved considerably when told that she could work off the sheet/comforter set she wanted by getting the guest rooms ready. * loaded drugs for the week. * bath; bed ~midnight, which was a little too late.
It was a fairly productive day: puttering around the house, directing
traffic as screaming_angel and the YD shuffled beds around,
and chili verde for dinner. The latter was particularly well-received.
My shopping expedition with the YD to buy a bed frame and bedding, on the other hand, was something of a disaster: she was whiny and sullen; the whole thing left me exhausted, drained, and distressed. Her mood improved considerably after dinner when I suggested that she could work off the price of the bedding she wanted by picking up and vacuuming the guest room upstairs. She said, "I thought I might have to do something for that." Well, why in blazes didn't she offer instead of spending the entire afternoon glaring at me? Teenagers!
I'm told they grow out of it, if you let them live that long.
As is becoming normal for me, I had very little time to myself, and no walk. I don't know what to do about that: there simply isn't time for all the urgent stuff that has to be done, let alone the less-urgent stuff.
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Date: 2009-05-18 04:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-18 01:53 pm (UTC)I know all about the late start -- Colleen was 40 when Emmy was born, and I was 45.