Been working 16+ hour days all week. Thursday started at 4:30 AM and ended at 7 AM on Friday, then I was too wired from coffee to go to sleep, so I was up until noon.

Slept for about 8 hours, then was woken up because She Who Shall Not Be Named was worried about my health.

Since then, all of the social interaction Lady Voldemort has been denied is being released all at once. It’s like all the conversation for the last 144 hours has been bottled, carbonated, shaken up, then shotgunned in the Beer Funnel of Marital Interaction.

I’m nodding, yawning, and trying to find a way to go back to bed.