A while ago we had the worst fight in ages, mostly because the boiler issue. I get so overwhelmed with anxiety and frustration sometimes and if you go on and keep underlining the worst possible outcome (however likely it may be) I just end up shouting which then sets you off shouting.
To be honest I’ve never had a friend I shouted at/with so much but every time it happens we make it up after, so it’s not (absolutely) a bad thing.
We also did some fun stuff like birthday with homemade chocolate cake, paper crowns, craft beer, and hand knit socks:
and I made you a badge with your nickname on it:
We had French onion tart, rucola salad, and white wine at dinner, and popped some corn after so we could all watch Arrested Development together.
Over the next few days you were sometimes sad to be alone. But not all the time.
We also went to the fields and gathered greenery for our advent candles. I got these tiny little mushrooms from Oxfam (along with a bunch of other old decorations). You said that you had them as a kid.
Today we decided to make some homemade pocky sticks from the NYT food section.
It snowed overnight the other day and everything came up all frosty. It may be the winter of our discontent but I'm happy about the snow.
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