I don't need any whine, thank you. I have a sufficient amount for myself. We (meaning I) are tired of feeling like cwap.
Yesterday, we (meaning BigEd and I) went to the (big box) store.
It was too soon. We are all worn out. Today, J (who put away what we brought home) is back to sleep on the couch. Today, BigEd went back to sleep in his room. I (yawn), after loading the washing machine, am headed for a nap also.
For the evening meal, there is left over spaghetti with Dreamfields pasta and I don't think they had better wake me up to ask what's for dinner. Not that they would ever do that, but, especially not today . . .