I think I am more crabby than tenacious.
This is a thing I am fighting back, too, yes. Most crabbiness is not because of my housemates, though. A little.
I also feel as blessed does about poor food choices, but these are the ones being brought into the house. It's not sabotage, because there is no malice aforethought, but the results are the same.
Dee, I'm so grateful that they double-check in whatever ways they can to make sure they are doing procedures that actually help. I'm irritated that this double-check is one that could only be at the last minute. And after all the prep, the time, and probably $.
Desk Day for our household this a.m. was helped when dd was leaving at the same moment I finished, and so I didn't have to go out into the rain.
Our weather is not bad yet, just dreary. I think they are saying Thursday will be our lousy, sopping-wet day.
Am dreading a call I expect to nag me to go to a church thing tonight (and also Wed nite). I don't go to things held at homes because they become rotations of "shoulds" and "oughts". For the summer, Wed nights came back to the church (yay) and I attended, but they switched it again. Counter-productive carpooling and worry about space to park and sit, while our church is dark. Now Sun night is on something mandatory-wonderful (not) for everyone with a position, so for me that takes the place of other night's chances to do things anyhow.
I have a bit of success I can post in A, C and N, so will go do that.
Extra laundry is my "Next Up".