Starbucks morning. I saw and discussed and got to briefly drive a Mini Roadster. What a blast. I have such fond memories of driving with Lauren and a few trips to Jikoji. I returned home to prep the backyard further, and it got done well. I did extensive weed pulling and got all of the key spots done. I cleared tables, blew all the dirt, leaves, and dust out, cleaned furniture, and moved the cement planters off the lawn. When it was all done, Jen and I got to revel in what would be a frequently used space. The party was overwhelming — too many people for my limited threshold. I shut down. I also had to deal with requests for one thing or another, managing the dog's incessant barking while crated, Lucky peeing in his bed/crate and having to bathe him, then managingkeeping them away from guests-it was too much. Kelly and her friends, young and self-centered as can be, got drunk, and they took over the latter part of the evening when I felt it really should have focused on Cheryl. It just felt like drama for the sake of drama.