Still mostly quiet. Good.
Worked. C and I got into a major fight yesterday morning. The first real one in four years. Yelling. Really mad. We worked it out. She's overwhelmed. It's her job. I applied logic instead of compassion and it blew up in my face. We're good now. She got all her stuff done too. I am so proud of her. It all comes down to her job though. She needs to quit. Like now. Until then, it's a trigger. I just need to not pull it.
Dog groomer today. Joy.