I need to get stuff and things, and I am very glad I was able to scare up some extra money from my writing to afford it.
Kitty cats gotta eat, and my lovelies don't like going any further than the local Woolies. I also need my own supplies of whatnot.
I have physio tomorrow, but some supplies are verging on nonexistent, so it's two trips for me over different days.
My aim today, apart from the daily tale, is five hundred words into the Promptcast entry and a solid attempt at finishing off a chapter I started yesterday.
That is, presuming I don't melt. Because the gentle rains that have cooled the morning have decided to fuck off and turn the day into a fucking sauna. Huzzah. Not.
Thank grop I washed my hair and have something to help me keep cool today.
Story when I can wrangle the spoons.