This is five minutes after I’ve come back home from a long shift. He’s always stupidly happy when I come through the door, but once the formalities are out of the way, old man just wants his rug and for me to not leave my seat so he can justify staying there.
In a few minutes, the kids will be abed and I’ll be writing, so he’ll get his wish. But for now, there’s the chaos of parenting to behold!
-JB Swift
I suspect he know I’m trying to leave when he suddenly does this instead of peeing in the morning. Oh no, Case, go ahead and take your time. Not like I have letters to sling or anything.
This is following the late-night stress that was my focused too intently on figuring out the calendar/scheduling problems that cropped up over the past day. I might be a millennial and have a basic understanding of technology, but when I say basic, I mean that wholeheartedly. The phrase “I don’t know what I’m doing” is reflexive once I have a computer in front of me.
But I eventually figured it out and sent word to my players about the upcoming events. I’ve debated linking that to the site so everyone could just come here to find out when a session will be available, but I couldn’t find a way to do that without my players’ identities being made public. That just isn’t something I’m willing to do without their permission.
At least today is one of the days this week where I don’t feel the need to skip lunch and be done early(ish). I packed the tablet with me and queued up my plots/chapters, so I’ll get some writing in during the day.
Back to slinging letters, readers. As a bonus, another majestic picture of Old Man Casey just living his best life.
He’s a good boy, and just as goofy as the rest of us.
Stay safe, readers!
-JB Swift
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