Dear reader, the stuff did not get in quickly. In fact, the stuff has not gotten in at all yet. My job work is pretty computer based and working from my new home has been quite draining without anywhere real to sit except my beloved floor cushions, and with nowhere to put my computer. Doing more of that but with my tablet for writing has been… a hard self-sale. especially when going out and not sitting on the floor is right there.

Who knew that it’d take moving to the big city to convince a country mouse like me to go touch grass?

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I kid, of course. Grass is hella overrated, and I’m not speaking of that solely because my parents had me watch the X-Files episode Welcome to Arcadia way too young and it resulted in an aversion to grass that still persists to this day! Definitely not. That’s your authorial fun fact for the week, is all.

Good news is that I should actually be getting a table and some stuff coming in (for realsies this time) which’ll actually give me an environment to write in. No more complications!