Frustration

Yesterday I was more than a little perturbed at my children. Whiny, to say the least. The result of some craziness was this;

Nathaniel came exploding out of the bathroom, and the door swung back so far that it hit the wall behind it, and split the door where the bottom hinge is, and popped the top one out some. It's no good. The door has to be replaced.

One upside to this; at least it deters anyone from using the toilet, as it's been on the fritz lately, and the landlord refuses to have it fixed. Now that Dustan has removed the door completely, there is no privacy. How annoying is that though?