Hey, people of the interwebs. It’s Wednesday, another humpday in the books. It’s sunny and clear and really fucking cold outside today. I was told not to go outside if I didn’t need to. I don’t think that will be a problem, considering I haven’t changed out of jammies in two three days.
I’m feeling better this afternoon. It’s been a long two days. After sleeping on and off for much of yesterday, I was up a bit earlier than usual, dozing lightly. Shawshank left me on the couch this morning leaving me a glass of water to go along with my coffee. He set the water up near his side of the couch, so I wouldn’t repeat yesterday’s mistake and knock it onto the floor while adjusting my pillow. Mom texted to ask if my stockpile of rapid tests could be used to get into the US, and I quickly replied to her: I’m already scheduled for a test for ASAP on Saturday when we get into Regina.
Then I slept for most of the morning.
Just before lunch, I loaded up a queue of Youtube videos about terrariums, mini painting, and closed ecosystems in jars. Shawshank made me a lunch of chicken noodle soup and ate his bowl of ramen, and made sure I would be ok for the rest of his shift. Now, I’m on the couch. Still. I’ve got a fleecy wrap, and some Gatorade. I’ve got Howl’s Moving Castle on Netflix, and Shawshank will be home in a couple of hours.
I need to book a ticket back here.
Book a ticket! But, have you heard of second winter?