One of my resolutions for the new year is to find more time to play Sims. More time to do something – anything – other than working, really.
I got impatient and aged Anya up with the birthday cake. At least she smiled on her birthday, if only briefly.
But what are you supposed to do with a teenager who has the “Grouchy” trait? It’s so unfair!
Meanwhile, Tyler was invited to a birthday party. As per his usual, he whipped out his standing bass and started a jam session right there in the entryway.
I just opened an Excel spreadsheet, and there was a question I was going to answer or a comment I was going to provide, using Excel. But I have no idea what it was. Sorry. I stared at it for a really long time before I finally gave up trying to figure out what I had been thinking.
(See what I mean? Need less working.)