Good morning and all that happy horseshit. It’s Monday, and it’s dark outside. My nails are weirdly reflective in the light of my laptop screen. The cats have staked out their places, with Pippin taking the prized spot on Shawshank‘s legs.
Yesterday was packed full of activities. Once I was dressed, we headed out to Slightly BiggerTown for the shopping. The first stop was the discount shop, where Shawshank found stuff for work’s Secret Santa exchange. Unfortunately, we made it there a bit early and had to wait for the dispo to open. There was some back and forth about how to waste a half hour in a town with only two places open before noon on a Sunday. We killed some time going to buy subs, then sat in the truck for 20 minutes. Shawshank kept the truck in the plaza where we bought lunch, so we didn’t look like junkies waiting to get into the dispo. One last stop on the way out to pick up a key ingredient for cake, and we were on our way back home.
At home, we had lunch. I took the polish off my toes, cleaned up everything, and then painted my nails. Once things had dried a bit, I pulled a blanket over me and napped while Shawshank played “No Man’s Sky” for the afternoon. Napping is my new thing on the weekends. I bought a snuggly blanket and now I want nothing more than to cuddle under it. Shawshank had a work Christmas party to go to after hours, so I ate some chicken nuggets for a solo dinner. After dinner, I spent a couple of hours playing with the Switch and streaming on TikTok. A few hours later, Shawshank came home with leftover cake and gift cards.
Today is brunch and chore day. There’s a load of clothes in the wash already.
