Morning. I’m up. I’ve been up. I wasn’t awake when Shawshank crawled out of bed, but felt him kiss my head when he left for work. Why I removed myself from the snuggly warmth of the bed so early will remain a mystery. It’s not like there’s any natural light for a couple of hours, so I can’t put on makeup just yet.
We enjoyed a nice, slow Monday. Shawshank made brunch and set the laundry going while we watched Alex Murdaugh try to get a new trial. We took turns with the Switch, and I played Divinity: Original Sin 2 for a bit. I spent what felt like an hour going through my party’s gear and selling some of the bullshit I hoard. I made an attempt on a big fight, and successfully dispatched one of the three bosses. Unfortunately, I wasn’t doing so well with the other two. I was feeling pretty discouraged about it when the game crashed, solving my problem. Shawshank took control of the console, and played No Man’s Sky until it was time for dinner.
He’s back at work this morning. It’s all morning shifts this week. I have to do any TikTok or shenanigans before he comes home.
