I cannot handle too many stimuli causing my brain to think. Even if it is something as “simple” as music playing in the background as I am trying to accomplish something semi-important. 
Complete silence is not needed, but a tad bit quieter. I feel awful for asking for this, because I am met with “C’mon, baby. It’s my weekend…”    I understand that this is “HIS” house…but, I live here, too.

I am trying to figure out my finances so I can purchase him a birthday gift that he wants, as opposed to the birthday gift that he is not aware of existing. And it’s either Led Zeppelin or Widespread Panic more often than not.  

 

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