Hello, people, and happy Humpday. The sun is coming up, and the sky is turning all sorts of orange. Both cats are snuggled and sleeping, and the two of us have coffees and morning news to absorb.
We went on an unexpected adventure yesterday. Shawshank texted just as I was starting my makeup, the boss had given him the afternoon off and he was leaving work in an hour. With the smut show cancelled, I skipped assuming any sort of human form. He came home with some lunch for us, and suggested we drive out to Slightly BiggerTown and their secondhand shop. While I dressed, I heard him call a shop to check their hours. Since it’s been really nice lately (aside from the extreme cold), he made the executive decision to drive to a town in the next province over, where they have three thrift shops.
I ended up finding a couple of mini dresses and a pink owl onesie. The onesie is great, it has wings, and that makes me laugh. The dresses will be recycled into some sexy photo shoots.
On the downside, the fan for the heater in the Hot Mess Express is making a godawful jet engine windup sound. Shawshank recorded a short video so his dad could hear it. He thinks something fell into the blower and it shouldn’t be too expensive. They’ll look under the hood the next time we go over.
Shawshank is back to work today, all alone because the boss is out of the country. This morning, I’m going to put on some makeup and play pretend human for the day. I’m watching the Murdaugh trial on Youtube. Depending on how that’s going, I may end up watching it in the tub this afternoon.
