THE FINCHES ARE SWARMING
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WP Prompt of the Day: What’s a time you ignored your gut – and paid for it?
I can’t think of any time where I’ve actually listened to my gut about anything. I’m a walking ball of anxiety and stress, if I listened to everything my gut said, I’d be more beholden to my anxieties than I already am.
Good morning, world. It’s Friday, and it’s the 13th, and it’s looking pretty gray out there. Podrick snuggled a lot. Between the overcast skies and a briefly docile cat, we were able to stay in bed past sunrise.
Yesterday was a nice day off. Shawshank spent the morning playing Cyberpunk, then handed off the controller so I could play for a little while. Once again, I’m in a “fuck yo storyline” mood and not actually doing anything to advance the game at all, simply because I want to explore things. I can’t pass an alley without going into the dark spots. If I can climb it, I will. Eventually, I’ll run out of gangs on the island I’m locked on, and have to do the next quest.
After lunch, we headed out to Shady Acres and met up with Shawshank‘s mom. We loaded a bunch of bags of donations into the back of the truck and headed out to the secondhand shop. The nice ladies at the shop didn’t even let us put them in the donation shed, we just brought all of it right into the back room. I’m sure the two king sized, handmade quilts will never make it into the shop. We brought a few things over to the li’l flat, then came back home. I did some testing on some vibe coded bullshit and watched Shawshank play the game again.
We’re going out to Slightly BiggerTown with his mom today, she’s having some dental work done and probably won’t be able to drive home. We’ll do some shopping while we’re out, drive home, and I’ll see about getting a stream going.
