Of Laughter and Laundry

13,350 Days Alive

1,402 Blog Posts Since PostmarkWonderland Started

2 Vanilla Cupcakes Eaten

1 Mount Laundry Conquered and (Mostly) Put Away

Today was Chele’s grand-tiny human’s birthday party. I managed to avoid sunburn, talking to too many morons, and getting smacked by an errant pinata stick. To be clear: none of these happened. I am grateful. I am also grateful for the invite in the first place.

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Of Weariness and Weekends

13,249 Days Alive

765 Days Straight on Duolingo

I didn’t get home until after six this evening. Mr. Spock was quite upset at the lateness of his dinner. But if I want to catch up, as well as knock out the forty-five minute training as I did, staying late is a necessity.

I also have to go in by seven-thirty tomorrow morning. So I’m for bed here shortly.

I’m too burnt out to read. I wanted to get another chapter of The Talented Mr. Ripley read this evening, but my brain was having none of it.

And as for crafting? My hands hurt too much to crochet further. I’m gonna do one of the aftercare things Reffie taught me for my hands and take some anti-inflammatory meds.

So I guess that’s it. I’m going to bed and praying the weekend comes quickly.

Take your meds, folks.