God of Stories

I got up this morning and set out to fix the bathroom sink for the umpteenth time. I think it finally held well enough to move on to the next project, but I figured I should give it a day before tearing anything else up. I had a shower, but dawdled before leaving the house. Eaddie wanted to go to Eli’s for the day, and I needed to go to the old house to move some more stuff.

It became frustratingly obvious how much little stuff I would have to let go to the trash. I’m sure I’ll have some things worthy of donating, but in the grand scheme of things, nobody else will ever want these little trinkets I’ve collected for decades. I got the media rack cleaned off and ready to load up, but didn’t feel comfortable getting it into the car by myself. Instead, I loaded up the last filing cabinet and a few soft and bulky things.

Dad was frying egg rolls, so I went to their house to eat before continuing home to unpack. Summer made it home really late, and called Eaddie home a little early so we could finish the last two episodes of Loki. Without knowing the comic history, I thought they did a great job wrapping up the character arc. It did seem like this season flew by incredibly fast though, and I wouldn’t have minded it being about twice as long.

Nah. No more evil. Mischief, now. That’s still got legs.

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