How I miss having something to do

So part of my “Go the Hell to Sleep” regimen, is to listen to a podcast, and write to the Editor. So I’ve been listening to Warhammer 40k podcasts. (Shout out to Canhammer, and Look Out, Sir!) Which makes me want to paint the miniatures. I mean my mom and gramma have their arts and crafts. Me? I have TV, and books. That’s what I have to do to pass the time right now. I think I have the 9th edition rule book bookmarked, but it is a little hard to read on a 4 inch screen. 

 

 

I did that. Minus the base. I never thought that I could do something like that. Yes, it’s rough. And I will get better at painting. I really really miss it. I really want to ask to go to <insert big city here> to go and simply drool over the models and the paints. But I can’t see me driving 2+ hours to drool over something that I can’t afford. It would be different if it was an inexpensive hobby where I could grab a mini and the paints needed at an affordable price. Sadly, that’s not the case.  One mini set for the Sisters of Battle and the paints needed for it (and goddamn it that excellent handle to paint with), you’re probably looking $140-$175 after taxes roughly. So yeah, a guy with enough money to afford a stamp to mail a letter, that’s really not affordable. 

 

I mean I can bake, but that’s a whole ‘nother headache. I no-baked today, and I was given a candy thermometer to use. I don’t need a candy thermometer for no-bake cookies. So, yeah. I have to wait for Shady Acres to go down for their afternoon nap, to do anything. 

I can cook, but same problem I get with baking. I get mom-splained. And there’s diatary restrictions, and dislike/fear of any type of spice. When I used to cook with the Editor, we’d use spice for flavour first, and then heat. But flavour first. The Spice rack at Shady Acres is pretty bland. There is a bottle of Red Pepper Flakes – except, the flakes are brown now. 

I have cook/baked a couple of times. But it’s unnerving, because I feel like I’m being watched. The hovering is strong around here.  I don’t even want to mention that I love to do the laundry. I couldn’t handle all the instructions I’m sure I’d have. 

 

Ok I’m done feeling sorry for myself. Happy Monday.

 

On a happy note, I did tape on the ole PVR the first episode of Good Omens last night. Hopefully my dad likes it. Everytime the commercial for it came on, he’d look up and watch it. Maybe he’ll like it. If not, I’ll watch it by myself.