memories

memories

Good morning, and happy Wednesday. Actual Wednesday. Pippin popped onto the bed around 6am. We snuggled.

We left the house yesterday. I assumed a human form, and we went to the thrift shops. Yes, shops. Plural. We left TinyTown and went for a drive. Shawshank did the research, determined there were three shops in one town, and they were all open on Tuesdays. I found my childhood. I found a pattern for the weird, knock-off Cabbage Kid Kids that my aunt made every girl child in my family when actual Cabbage Patch dolls were too expensive and in scarce supply. There was a needlepoint hanging that was identical to one my grandmother did, and a pot from the same set she had at the family summer house.

I left all of these treasures, in favor of picking up a pink and white striped sheet, some other fabric, and a vintage (1990) clown costume pattern. I also found a pretty bra and some leggings. Shawshank walked up to me, hiding something behind his back, and delivered the best Wayne’s World line to use in a thrift shop:

He had found a perfect copy of the Twilight boardgame. It’s only missing the scoring pencils. We grabbed that as well. It was past lunch time by the time we grabbed food and left town. The drive out and back wasn’t bad. The weather wasn’t pretty, but the roads were clear and my nerves were in check. I spent the afternoon playing Balatro and adding to the WP plugin. I made the hashtag tracker save historic data for posts, not just hashtags, in the hope that at some point I can predict which ones will do well. I think that will be impossible. I’m saving historic data weekly, while the FYP is finicky and shit can change overnight.

I don’t know what all I’ll be doing today. Priority numero uno: I ran out of posts in my scheduled FYP queue, so I need to reschedule a bunch of promos. I should probably take some pics, but I don’t really have a theme in mind.

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