Yesterday, Mouse and his dad returned from a couple nights away. But before that, we had a bee swarm (a huge one), and another stabbing at the house over the road. In the middle of the day, as you do. Yelling and screaming (continuing on from Friday night's session, cops and ambulances everywhere, and then bees. More yelling and screaming Saturday night. Helluva Saturday.
This morning, at 4.30, we had a drunk former resident show up on the doorstep. Murder was contemplated.
Due to a foul temper, I cleaned the kitchen, as I felt it was a good use of all that energy created by aggro. And then, to top it all, in 3 sessions, over the course of the day, The Mister and I walked a good 20km.
And now, I am going to bed.