Good morning, y’all. Happy Friday. The sun is back, but will it stick around for the day? Who knows. When I first woke up, I actually thought it was another rainy day. As it turned out, however, it was just early.
Once again, the cloudy skies killed my plans for pants-related photo shoots. If anything, the lighting was actually worse. However, the day wasn’t entirely unproductive. I filled the bathtub, set up the black light, and took a bubble bath, shooting a couple of pics for the pantsless ventures. Once I finally dragged myself out of the water, I spent the rest of the morning assuming my human form and editing pics. Shawshank came home for lunch to me whining; I’d been trying to upload a 38 second video for 45 minutes and the universe just wasn’t having any of it.
I opted to take a break from my regular afternoon spin time. I’ve been doing some of the more mundane pantscraft tasks in the mornings, right after the #getreadywithme stream. Something clicked in my brain the other day and I realized I’ve been unintentionally body doubling (just one more way to trick my brain into doing something it won’t otherwise do).* I prepped a few things, and set up my phone to stream the sewing machine while I worked. I managed to assemble two pairs of pants, as well as find some contrasting bits for the waistbands and cuffs of each.
Shawshank and I went out for our anniversary dinner last night. We were the only two in the place for a while. The owner came in at one point to set up some takeout orders for her family. She said she hasn’t been able to wear the awesome pants she bought from me because her son steals them. Shawshank played some Tears of The Kingdom when we came home – just to make sure the replacement “dock” worked. I worked a bit on some pants, but ultimately stayed on the couch to watch CSI and Antiques Roadshow.
Today’s a typical Friday. Shawshank will go to work, the robot will clean the floors, and I’ll do human shit after that. With the weather changing overnight, I can try to take some photos of the latest pants. We’ll figure out something for dinner.
* See also “decoy soda”, where I put a closed can of soda next to my water bottle. Every time I want a drink of soda I drink the water instead, because it’s less effort than opening the can.
