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A, uhm, unexpected expense came up late last week, resulting in a quick alteration of our weekend plans, which was fine, because we don't ever make really solid plans and things were easily changed from camping to backyard barbecue. Jimi insisted on keeping the guestlist short, which was also fine by me. Entertaining is hard. (Of course, if we'd keep our house picked up all the time, or even the day before, it would make it not as bad. Having to get up at the crack of dawn to scourge the house before your parents and guests arrive - that adds an extra bit of "yuck" to the whole day.)

Today we've mostly bickered. I don't know why. Something in the air, water? Maybe I'm just a bitch - the bitch in the house. (Good book, by the way. http://www.amazon.com/Bitch-House-Solitude-Motherhood-Marriage/dp/0060936460 Highly recommended for any woman who's ever been accused - even if only by herself - of being a bitch.) So yeah, we've not used this last day of this lovely 3-day weekend to the best of our ability - we've quite nearly wasted it completely. I've considered going to work at least twice. Maybe I should've; at least I couldn't have been snapping at him then.

Sometimes it's just hard, you know? Everything.

I think i need more lycopene in my diet.