I had a terrible night’s sleep (about two hours) and then had to be up at 7 to play a game of Blood Bowl. I wasn’t looking forward to that, but then some luck and some bad plays by my opponent meant I won 2-0, and then took the girls out for doughnuts.
Unfortunately, that degenerated into an argument about whether they should each have a ginormous doughnut to eat, and that meant Destroyer refused to talk to me, and after that I couldn’t cope much more and went to bed.
I woke up after half an hour, went climbing, and forgot to eat lunch, so it wasn’t until 4:30 when I was roasting them a chicken that I remembered, and by then the damage was done. I fell asleep again on the sofa while waiting for the chicken to cook, and woke feeling lamentable, as a love seat is not great to sleep on at my height or age.
Still, by then the girls were both talking to me, and we read them a story my father wrote for their bedtime. And so to bed.