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Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it

Daily Journal

… day three.

Captains log. Stardate. Eh… two zero one nine oh seven oh six? AD… or is CE now? Things progress. I’ve been thinking of a good reason, so when my wife inevitably asks, on her return to our domicile on the morrow…

‘Jo… why is there a massive grappling mat in the lounge?’

 

… I will have a good answer. So far it’s not going well… because… some impulse purchases are more difficult to justify than others. Especially those with expansive square meterage.

I have a suspicion she will object to it living here permanently, which is a pity, because this afternoon it caught the winter sun perfectly and it was a great place to sprawl out on and build lego. Yes. I am basically a regressive man-child. Also when I got tired of playing with blocks it was a good place to read, drink apple cider and then (perhaps inevitably after all that excitement) nap.

I totally understand the allure of Japanese Tatami mats now.

 

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Damn. Foiled. Already. bb stands for bloody basset. Which is what he is and so we refer to him as such. I sent my wife a picture of him, post walk, passed out on the couch. And her astute CPA gaze noticed an anomalous background effect. Curse my foolishness.

7 Comments

  1. crustytuna

    July 7, 2019 at 6:46 am

    I feel like a grappling mat has plenty of practical uses, especially with progeny… It should go in the living room.

    1. tara caribou

      July 7, 2019 at 7:09 pm

      I also agree with crustytuna. Location is everything.

      1. Jo

        July 8, 2019 at 10:30 am

        Better in the living room than in the bedroom…

        Which maybe shouldn’t have been my go-to argument.

        Ha ha

      2. tara caribou

        July 8, 2019 at 11:05 am

        This is why you need me. To bounce such things off of.

  2. tara caribou

    July 7, 2019 at 7:08 pm

    😆 for some reason, you being miserable (or tentatively “in trouble”) makes me deliriously happy.

    1. Jo

      July 8, 2019 at 10:29 am

      Lol. Got my back I see…

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