Hello, Sunday, day of rest. I’ve been up for an unknown amount of time, because I woke up clammy as fuck before sunrise. My side of the mattress pad was on all night and I was too warm this morning. That’s my fault.
TinyTown has been swaddled in fog for two days now. We drove out to Slightly BiggerTown late in the morning. The fog lifted along the way, but never left entirely. We made our rounds: grocery, pharmacy, dispo, lunch. Shawshank did some mental math, determined we had enough gas to make it home, then turned around and filled the tank just in case.
And we did all of that with what seemed like half the credit/debit systems in the province were down.
We came home, ate, and then rotted on the couch all afternoon. I sewed up the oversized face-hole on a knit toque I picked up on Temu. Shawshank loaded up Tears of The Kingdom and spent a couple of hours flying around, finding treasure chests. Eventually, I got a turn on the controller. I killed a dragon, finished one quest – Nancy Drew and the Case of the Morthal Vampires – then started two more of my favorites, the Windhelm murders and the Dark Brotherhood’s “omg just kill someone already” meeting with Astrid.
After a late dinner, we watched Nobody. We both really enjoyed it. Sometimes, the movie doesn’t need to be realistic, it just needs to be entertaining. The soundtrack is awesome.
There’s a load of clothes in the wash, and crime shows on the tv. Typical Sunday. I’ll assume a human form and we’ll go over to Shady Acres this afternoon. For now, I have a cat snuggling on me, and I’m not moving until I have to.
