So breakfast was the highlight of the day, unfortunately.  I managed to bake!  Successfully! Without trauma or nonsense!  The sausage gravy was a touch spicier than I wanted it to be but that was the sausage I used and not the recipe; other than that everything worked out beautifully.

Then the rest of the day happened.  It was kind of a long stupid ugly day for no good reason and I’ve gone through nearly 900 comic books (three boxes out of the fourteen I’m selling) and recorded the title, issue number, publisher, price point, and whether I’ve got it in a bag or bag-and-boarded into an Excel spreadsheet, plus generated a few pie charts so I can see relative percentages of, well, everything.  This will in theory make the collection salable.  What it’s actually done, so far, is made my feet hurt from standing the whole time and made me blind.

Oh, and I’m exhausted way beyond anything reasonable for my activity level today and I still have six inches of grading to do before I can sleep tonight.  And the boy is having a massive shitfit over his bath right now for no clear reason that I can figure out.

I guess “whining” is going to be one of my tags tonight.