Done yesterday (20090516)

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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.