I worked. I am very tired of B.'s screaming and yelling. I did my work around the apartment, and washed a couple of loads of laundry. There weren't any washers available on B. and R.'s floor, so I took the laundry down a floor. The clothes and sheet I tried to dry in one dryer didn't dry, so I brought the damp clothes up to the floor B. and R. live on and put them in a dryer there. I finished my work in the apartment and tried to explain to R. how to get laundry out of a dryer. He could then give it to B., I said, and B. would know what to do. B. started yelling about how I was just leaving without finishing my job, and was I doing that out of spite? I talked to S. at the home health agency later. B. had called her, worried that I wasn't coming back tomorrow. I said that I hadn't abandoned them, that B. and R. and the pets had food and water and were comfortable. I had just left some wash in a dryer, I said.