Lazy Monday morning

The only way to spend a Monday, in my opinion. Typing away, waiting for my freshly-made pear syrup to warm up enough to pour over the waffles.

The pear stuff may or may not be pear butter. It was still runny when we canned it yesterday morning, despite the addition of several packets of instant gelatin. But the stuff that was in the fridge, in bottles, was well gelled this morning.

Pet didn't come over last night. He'd forgotten that last night was the Renfest cast party, and he'd wanted to "go hunting". He'd also said yesterday that he'd gotten some upsetting news about someone he'd been very attached to, and was "on a bit of a rebound, and I don't want you to be the rebound". I can respect that. My hormones will live.

I just finished the first draft of a too-long-delayed letter to on the XYQ drama. A generous person has agreed to edit it for me, make sure it's clear. I've known it needed doing, but I just haven't wanted to immerse myself in that headspace again. Now that I've come up for air, I have more energy, and more focus, and maybe it's selfish of me, but I'd like to keep that. *shakes head*

Color me amused

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