Hello, Sunday. It’s another sunny morning. We opened the back door for the cats before the coffee was done brewing. The weather has been ridiculously nice over the last couple of days. Everything is getting green again.
As planned, we headed out to Slightly BiggerTown yesterday morning. We arrived a bit earlier than usual, as we wanted to hit the small “little bit of everything” electronics shop to talk cell phones. I’ve been on a Pixel 6a since I came up in 2022, on a prepaid plan. The phone threw up a battery warning a while ago, so a new one’s been on my mind for at least 6 months now. Shawshank‘s been gently suggesting adding me to his plan for a while now, but I’ve always put it off. In my mind, I expect the universe to fuck me as soon as I locked him into something, consequently fucking him.
Fuck the universe. I needed a new phone, and more data. We left the shop, new phones in hand, to deal with the rest of our shopping needs. I messed with some settings while we drove home, and passed my new number on to Mom, NewTech, and BossRPh. After we ate lunch and ordered some cases and screen protectors, I spent the afternoon playing Civ while Shawshank messed with his own settings.
We’re doing Sunday things. There’s a load of clothes in the wash, and I’ll be making some french toast for brunch later.
