Hey, listen! It’s Saturday! Shawshank slept in, because I was toasty and didn’t want to leave the blankets. I woke around the normal time, warmer than usual. I quickly discovered the cause: a sleeping Pippin curled into the cinnamon roll and nestled on the curve of my hip. Surprisingly, I went back to sleep, and woke up around 7am.
Yesterday was uneventful. Shawshank closed the shop, so we didn’t have a weekly date night. I danced and streamed and played some Hades. The new Legend of Zelda game is coming out soon. We’ll have to decide what to delete from the SD card so there’s space to install it.
Today is sloth day. Shawshank has the day off and we’re not leaving the house. I’ll do human things, but that’s all you can expect from me.
