I’m back at it today. I took off yesterday to celebrate the 30th anniversary with the Little Woman. We went to Granbury and went through the old shops and looked at historic houses and bought stuff. Then we came back to Cowtown for dinner at Del Friscos, the best steak in town. It was great. I also bought her a diamond anniversary ring. She seems quite pleased. (And, yes, we were married at birth.)

Tomorrow we take College Daughter back to school and move her into an apartment. She and the Little Woman are trying their best to put me into bankruptcy, spending hundreds of dollars on stuff for this apartment. I should never have agreed to this. In fact, I should make her stay home. If I don’t want her to leave, why should I have to pay for it?