I have had to be careful today. The weak/exhaustion feels borderline fibro flare, and I would prefer to not go there. Having said that, I still had to go to the Post Office to return something else (sigh!), but like. I would like to do dishes? Spouse is on the same page, but he's also currently grumbling that he wants to go to bed now.
What else... oh stars, so, I chaos goblinned a bit last night. I ended up running over and slapping a FREE CANDY on the back window of the sketchy sex van... which didn't get noticed until this morning. Spouse was wheeze-laughing because it was still there when the van pulled up. It currently is living on my neighbour's bathroom door (as pictured). I was a tiny bit worried I'd gone too far, but apparently it was received in the good humour it was left in. Whew.
Right, back to lumping and being careful.

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