Mayhem's entered negotiation to have two days off a week, in which to decompress, fill out his Learners, and otherwise have a life.
The sooner he's transportationally free, the better things will be.
For all of us. I'll have some freedom back, I'll have what passes for my social life back. I'll be able to run long-range errands again.
But that's a little bit away from now. Whatever days we get, I'll rearange my life accordingly. I'd like to have Tuesdays and Thursdays, but it's depending on the forces of fate.
The half-PLN in the air at the moment is to have Mayhem inherit my old car [Still moderately good] and I get a new hybrid that's not nearly as annoying as many other modern cars.
Alas, the only full-electric zippy little cars are either non-existent, non-available, or sucking the muskrat's dick so hybrid it is.
I'm on the machine whilst blogging. I shall be making my offerings soon. And maybe ranting about one of my best comfort movies of all time.
Hocus pocus, let's try to focus.