My outside break ended with Friend Squirrel paying a visit. I haven't seen him in ages so I was starting to worry. He waited patiently while I ran inside to grab some almonds and hazelnuts from the bowl, then sat right next to me and ate ❤️🐿️ Feel like a different human now after the nature break.

Finally lunch break and I am where I have wanted to be all day. Outside in my gosh dang rocking chair like the grandma I am

I have spent the last seven weekdays waiting for our property managers to show up for an "annual inspection" in the least specific time frame imaginable. Strangers entering my house, and authority figures. My anxiety's favorites! It's the last day they said they could possibly be here.

We went on a rare weekday thrifting trip and found the perfect rocking chair for the patio. I am going to read so many books and drink so much ice tea in this bad boy. And it was only $40

It's genuinely ridiculous how much an effect going out to putz in the garden has on my mood. Just stepped out to deadhead my petunias, fill in a little hole from some critter trying to find something tasty in my honeysuckle, and I am a ten times happier human after.

I struggle to understand how parents deal with their kids making daily life difficult without resenting them but my cats each woke me up at 6am in different annoying ways but somehow I'm not mad at them. So maybe I do? I dunno cats aren't capable of rational thought so that makes it easier

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Opened another Mini Brands Books because I still haven't found either one of the yellow spine Nancy Drew's. No Nancy, but I did get Pride and Prejudice so now Mini-Mel and I can match our garden reading 😆

Inspired to reveal another weirdo interest of mine, usually relegated to Instagram. It's a beautiful day so my (customized) Barbie mini-me put on a cute outfit and headed out to the garden to read and soak up sun ☀️

Uuuugh I'm so excited for this game. The My Time series is a hidden gem and I can't get over how this third one looks to have grown. youtu.be/32dEV1yfcUQ?...

During our last D&D session I couldn't find the exact word I wanted to describe the entrance to a temple so to my immense discomfort I settled for just calling it a "porch" Two days later doing something totally unrelated my brain interjects with PORTICO! Thanks Lycos dog, you sure are dedicated.

How in the gosh dang am I going to find the time (and PTO) to play all the games coming out this year??

It's really is just a all the games are made for me personally kind of year. I love that the deluxe edition comes with a doll but as an actual Barbie collector I have some Thoughts. Mostly I'm really surprised at the face skulpt. Superstar or CEO would have made way more sense.

Weekend adventures at the garden center!

Koda the judge, kodan the jury. 🐻

I am SCREAMING I was right. Hello GW3, I've been waiting a long time for you.

I'd like to thank Past Me for forgetting the Uncrustable she left on the counter so that current Me, unable to to sleep for the second night in a row, can stand in the dark kitchen at 2:30 in the morning scarfing it down like a sleep deprived raccoon.

"Excuse me, sir. Scuse me. Has anyone told you you're old?" I ask our late teens aged cat as he comes tearing down the stairs and skids to a stop. He them bops his confused younger brother between the ears and dashes back up the stairs at mach 5. No, no one has told Binx he's old yet.

We should be two “D&D Honor Among Thieves” sequels deep.

Are you really a cat parent if you don't have random boxes that avoid getting thrown out because a fuzzy creature has decided they are the most comfortable spot in the house?

Here's the serious bit for anyone who'd rather skip the 4000 words of jokes

I'm just sitting at work on a Thursday and work is my own living room. I'd like my body to stop thinking we're being chased by a lion for some reason.

The scant few actual holidays we get at my job are great, but everything being on fire on the Tuesday after almost makes them not worth it. Big oof

My cat's remains came home on Thursday. Saturday felt like the first day I had to breathe in months. I have buried myself in video games this weekend but Matt's dad's memorial is on Sunday and I don't feel at all prepared to face this week. This month ... good grief.

Matt spent the day at a con near Philly with his brother but I decided I was too dang worn out so instead I had take out and used my laptop to play Fields of Mistria on the TV. It was a perfect rainy day to curl up on the couch with a cat and a cozy game ❤️

Maybe it's time to start another Stardew game ...

We finally got Iris's ashes home and the vet made a cast of her little paw print for us. Waterworks time again :( The Bean's little beans.

Session 3 of the new D&D campaign was last night and I finally felt close to my usual dungeon master skill level. It's been a doozy of a month and returning to the Forgotten Realms has been a welcome distraction. I just love Dungeons and Dragons you guys.

It's bookshelf reorganization time again so here's my proof. I never even played 4e, I just bought all the fantastic FR supplements

It's a prickly pear margarita kind of Saturday 🍹

Gosh dang it I love the Forgotten Realms. That's it, that's the (not a) tweet.

I miss my little black bean.

It really is a when it rains, it pours kind of time over here in our little house.

Another regret right up near it is that when the con prep season rolled around again the lovely people at GenCon reached out to offer me the job again, but I wasn't in a position that would allow me to work a seasonal job. So I had to turn them down, because I needed full-time to pay rent.

I have many regrets in life, but a top contender is the year when I pulled the greatest temp job as fulfillment manager for GenCon. I got to go to the convention to run overnight will-call onsite, not only free, but paid with a private room at The Westin and a per diem.

Holy goodness grief can you become dehydrated from crying? Asking for a friend.

Losing a pet is a special kind of pain.

Iris is back at the vet, again, and I am having a mild meltdown. Sigh.

Me, Big Brain: Just run a campaign module so you don't have to do so much work Me, Accepting my True Nature: Fourteen tabs open, taking a pair of scissors and hammer to the module to make the antagonist more interesting and make it play out like I want

Teetering on the edge of that "I just want everything to be okay for a little while" spire.

Comparing session notes from my very first time DMing to notes for tonight's open of a new campaign and it's hilarious. Old notes are two pages long, with pre-written descriptions and branching paths. Tonight is just like The barkeep's a jerk. Dang it's cold. Gobbos maybe???

We haven't even started our new D&D campaign yet and I'm already making thematic player gift lists. My love language is very clear.

Watch out world I'm in my happy place

My curse is that I'll somehow never not be shocked at the audacity of basic ass straight dudes.

My mom called me out of the blue and when I didn't answer told me to call her later. I wonder which relative I barely remember has died now, it's the only time she bothers to communicate with me outside of sending me recipes on FB. Ugh.

We spent a lovely afternoon at the Hershey Gardens. So shameful that we've been 20 minutes away for six years now and never visited.

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I think about this so often. Why are they so boring?