I bought way too much

I bought way too much stuff yesterday, but I’m happy with all of it and Nick’s not a bit upset by my purchases, so I guess it’s happy. I’m not happy though. I don’t know why. Ok, maybe I do know why and I just don’t want to point it out. Yeah.

The kid downstairs is crying like a maniac outside our window. I wonder if he accidentally stumbled upon the sign his parents semi-buried there (the one that says not to let your pets do their business on that patch of lawn–the only patch of lawn that my downstairs neighbors ever take their pet to). That would be ironic.

Hmm. Now my own child is crying. Oh joy.