Hello, world. The household is awake, me first at about 5:30am, then Podrick, and finally Shawshank around 8am. For the moment, the cats are doing cat things, Shawshank and I have coffee and murder shows.
We had a nice day out. I skipped my human form, and we headed out to Slightly BiggerTown and its siren song of capitalism. The roads are mostly clear right now, so my anxiety was low. All of the pastures and fields are covered with snow, where they’ll remain hidden until probably April. As usual, our first stop was the grocery store. We skipped the list Shawshank had made, and shopped on vibes instead. After loading the groceries in the truck, we headed to the discount store, the pharmacy, and the weed shop, before one last stop to buy sandwiches.
Once we were home and fed, Shawshank played Red Dead Redemption for a couple of hours. I watched him rescue people in Mexico. When he had his fill, he handed me the controller, and I loaded up Saints Row: the Third to play. I bought two or three new properties, committed insurance fraud, and caused chaos wherever I went.
Today is shaping up to be a very typical Sunday. Shawshank has clothes in the wash and brunch will be consumed at some point. I’ve been tasked with asking my father-in-law about drilling through a closet wall to run the cable for streaming while Shawshank cleans their pellet stove.
