…go into a room and close a door.

:::sigh:::

Bedroom, bathroom.  Doesn’t matter.  The instant I go into a room and shut the door it’s as though I have set off some sort of alarm which tells every member of my family that they must find me. 

Right then.

I’m stressed.  I’m trying to work.

  Argh!

Since I have whined all week, I promise to offer a new topic tomorrow.   Really.  I mean it.  I will not whine tomorrow, even though I am supposed to.