Weekends and being too old for people

On Saturday I helped someone set up a Pathfinder game they will start running next week.  I was generally too helpful all around.  I think the guy I was helping may now think that we are friends.
I am not sure how I feel about that.
Otherwise I fed the day to the TV.  The Umbrella Academy and then the second season of The Dragon Prince.

Sunday was going much the same.  Just TV and Civ VI, until Oli turned up and I went and hung out at his house for a while.  It was actually pretty awesome.  Time with him and Greer and their adorable spawn.
Also, they have a good view (picture was taken as The Semi-Imaginary One has a bit of a crush on the view from their house - the first two times he was willing to interact with any of my friends was there (spread over a couple of years - coz he is the worst)).

Last night I had yet another night of staying up too late with Civ VI, followed by lying awake fixating over things the semi-imaginary one said on Tuesday night.  I was too exciting about the positives at the time to follow up on the things he hedged about, or gave plain weird answers to - and it seems that is all my brain can think about since.

Today has been failing to prepare for my flat inspection.  I have done a bunch of cleaning of dumb things that can't be seen, while totally failing to do any of the stuff needed for the inspection.  And now I need a nap.

Also, while I have been writing this I have been getting super pissed off at an old friend.  It is something I do far far too frequently lately.
I am pretty sure she means well, or at least thinks that she means well, but she always manages to say exactly the least helpful thing.  She is also demanding when I don't have the energy to deal with human interaction and gets very put out when people don't play along with conversation by saying what she wants to hear.  I am being overly mean.  But today my brain just can't deal with her.