He’s in there somewhere. I decided not to indicate where he was in case anyone was arachnophobic; he blends in well enough that it’s otherwise a nice picture of a random bit of outside. No, if I had wanted to put a spider in your face, I would have put up the picture of the dead one I found in the upstairs bathroom, formerly of the ceiling directly above where I found his little corpse. It’s the time of the year where spiders haunt houses bold as you please, so at this point, I’m just glad that I can mentally deal with them a little better with each year that I live here… a little. I know that I don’t have the venomous factor to worry about to the same degree one does in Texas, but I still don’t like creepy crawly insect legs, and my skin crawls at the thought of it.
I have had shit for focus today. I got some things done workwise, but not the things I’d originally intended to do. Littler has been really good company for attempting to get things done; she’s been mainly curled up doing her own thing. We’ve had a few cuddles here and there, but I think that we’ve mainly been happy in our own bubbles.
I’ve also, quite importantly, decided to start up a new game of Dragon Age: Inquisition. Last time I played a Qunari because first time I could, while this time I’ve gone for a cute little dwarf. I haven’t decided who I am going to romance yet; I only know I’m not going to do Blackwall again. I won’t get into it to avoid spoilers, but he lied to ‘me’ and broke ‘my’ heart. *sneef* For the exact second, I’m harassing Solas until I run out of conversation options, ha ha. I’m proud of myself for trying to stick to a sort of character for my main, rather than just throwing everything into the ‘right’ answers.
*glares at tiny spider on the wall* I’M WATCHING YOU.
It’s knitting tonight, which I’m looking forward to. I mean, I always do, but for some reason it just sounds extra shiny right now. E characteristically has thrown herself into the deep end on a new project, so we’ll be figuring that out. I giggle, ’cause it’s a blanket, and I’d managed to convince her that blankets were easy. Well. I said they were as easy or as hard as one made them… you can go from there. *giggles more* It’s fine though, really. I’m sure that once we get the first couple of rows in place it’ll be fine. I honestly admire her for jumping in with both feet. For all that I do knit, I’m cautious about what I do.
Right, I’m off to do other things.