The sun is up. I guess that means the planet did not spin off into the sun while I slept.
I’ve been up since… dark. We’re moving into The Cold Times; sunrises come later every morning, thus my difficulty determining the hour. I’ve made the mistake of not turning off my side of the mattress pad and then being too warm this week, consequently I made a point to turn it off before getting into bed. Unfortunately, I was cold when I woke up this morning, but I’d bake if I moved too close to Shawshank. Very annoying.
Sloth Day went off without a hitch. I took over waffle duty this weekend, and made a double batch to freeze. Shawshank made the Holy Breakfast Trinity. Later, I spent most of the afternoon playing Skyrim, making my way slowly around the mountain. It felt like half of that time was inventory management, which should be a lot easier now that I have a furnished house in the game. We swapped and I watched Shawshank open up more of the Depths. It seems like we’re both avoiding the main quests.
Today is the “up in the air” day, as we’re never sure what sort of day Shawshank will walk into on Tuesday mornings. I got a sale notification from Etsy last night: two pairs of pants sold! My first sale! I put everything on sale over the weekend, and I guess it paid off.
[Insert gratuitous self-promotion below]
From the note, I’m guessing the buyer is one of my Discord friends. I plan to check them over this morning, and send them out this afternoon. Aside from that, we’ll figure it out.
