Who can't find his driver's license.
Who tells me a couple of (unsuccessful) places around the house to look for it.
Who then tells me where his passport is (it isn't).
Who tells me a couple of other places to look (where it also isn't).
Now, the Troll losing things really isn't unusual. I think he's probably replaced his driver's license 4 or 5 times since I've known him. At least one of those has been found after the fact. But this, combined with my impending temp assignment (which gives me minor stress, being a change in routine), combined with the general chaos and subsequent non-user-friendliness of the apartment, plus sudden and extreme hunger caused me to have something of a meltdown.
I cooked some pasta, dished it up and turned on the X-files. Got almost nothing done, though I *did* have some seam-rippery fun taking the buttons off of one of his shirts (that has shrunk and is too small for him and was in the plans for the day; I don't have those *other* kinds of meltdowns).
*sigh* So most of my today's project list gets shifted to tomorrow. Ack.