Greetings and all that happy crappy bullshit. It’s Monday, and I’M AWAKE. I’ve been awake since pre-6am. So far, the morning looks pretty much identical to yesterday: sunny and warm, with cats and coffee. Hopefully the rest of the day follows suit.
I finished the chocolate genie pants before yesterday’s brunch. They didn’t need much. When I paused the project on Saturday evening, I needed to run the elastic in the openings. Twenty minutes later, I was swishing around the house in them. I call it quality control.
I spent half the afternoon fucking around with the Threads app. So far, I really like it. It has a look and feel like Twitter, but for the most part, the current atmosphere is more like early Google+. I have two accounts, and while there is some overlap in the people I interact with on them, it’s not much. Each one has a completely different atmosphere. I much prefer the less sanitized stream over the algorithm based on my family and former coworkers.
We had dinner at Shady Acres, which was pretty uneventful. Shawshank shared a chair with an enormous cat. We came back home. I edited some poi videos while Shawshank watched Supernatural. Once it was dark enough, we went outside for some evening spin time. Happily, I didn’t smack myself in the face this time around.
Shawshank has today off, so we’re heading out to BiggerTown for a change. I need to buy some makeup, and check out the vintage patterns in the fabric store. We’ll probably make an appearance in the secondhand shop, because why the hell not, right?
