Good morning, world. It’s another chilly morning. Can I just say that I’ve had two of the most comfortable sleeps the last couple of nights? No waking up in the middle of the night, moist, with my body fighting itself. Instead, I woke up with Pippin curled against me, Podrick in the nest, and Shawshank behind me. Perfect.
I tried to cam for a while yesterday, but I was just too cold to keep it going. The heated mattress only goes so far to keep warm when you’re already half naked. Between trying to look sexy with a gauzy robe and the chill making my nose run, it wasn’t a good afternoon for camming.
I managed to pin part of the clown knickers while I waited for watchers. I tried to do things that might keep me slightly warm, like spinning the flowstar. Unfortunately, I took a shot to the eye pretty early in the spin time – like, we’re talking about 30 seconds after I picked it up – which put a damper on anything that needed eyeballs for a little while. I took a quick bathroom break at that point, fed the cats, and smoked a bowl. I think I managed to sit for about 3 hours before I decided I wanted to be warm more than I wanted to make grocery money.
After I put on some warmer clothes, I fired up Skyrim and streamed on TikTok for a little while. Podrick popped up in my lap to demand snuggles, forcing me to take a break to adore him. I turned in a few quests, and desecrated some crypts. The work of the dragonborn is never finished.
Shawshank has today and tomorrow off. Methuselah the Maintenance Man should be here sometime today to fix our furnace. I’m going to work on my crafts while I have a second pair of hands in the house.
