Not pictured: The latch on the screen door got stuck while I was outside dealing with compost.  It was -3°C out this morning.  I had to kick the latch to get it to un-latch which apparently broke some vitally important part of said latch.

I wrenched the door open by a Hulkean effort (I was fueled primarily by rage and to a lesser extent by oatmeal at this point) and got back into the warm.  I have added ‘new screen door latch’ to the mental shopping list which also includes “every food we would like to eat this week including most condiments.”

didn’t want to get out of my bed