sleeeeeeeeeeeep

Rob's bandaged nose translated to far more restful slumber than I normally get. Which is good, because I was exhausted by 16:00 and dozing on the floor with Emer.

If he gets better sleep, and I get more sleep, perhaps he won't be late to work any more.

And I will be able to keep up with my life.

Money!

I am getting better at responding to offensive-to-me questions about the prices of my possessions. I was raised in an environment where such a question would not be asked unless it were relevant, so I had no ready response.

Now I've found one. "I can't quite remember."

This is especially useful when answering people who want to know so that they can judge my judgment for my own good. Yay!