When I'm having a bad day (and if you've ever seen David have a bad day in person you can imagine how bad a bad day can look like in our house when a certain someone gets grumpy) I always attack a housework project to make myself feel better. The size of the project attempted generally corresponds to the horrificness level of the day. If Chris comes home from work to find the entire contents of the garage dragged into the driveway it's a good sign that mommy needs him to escort the children off the property so she can have a calm down break in the shower.