I feel fine. [His hands drop away with a pout. He feels so unfulfilled; doesn't York feel that too? How can he just sit there and wait? There's so much he could do.] Maybe I'll start cleaning that third bedroom. Yes, I'll do that. [Get it ready for the children they may or may not have in the nearish future maybe! He rises from the couch.] And absolutely do that ironing. No sense in you going out with wrinkles on everything.
Day 194