Please, stop. I'm begging you.

I've had a long weekend, involving a stray dog with a broken back, a veterinarian, and in vain attempts to get a strange dog to swallow pain medication. So, in response to this:

The New Kitchen Is Done. So Why Can’t I Be Happy? AFTER finishing a renovation that nearly doubled the size of her house in Mountain View, Calif., Anne Toth...said, “there was a huge hole in my life”...Ms. Toth calls her condition “post-renovation depression.”

...all I've got is: Please, quit your frickin' whining. Please, for the love of dog, stop. Whiny-weeny. Please. Stop.

First posted at Psyche Killer qu'est que c'est on 2/25/07