Tumble out of bed and stumble to the kitchen Shawshank, March 31, 2023 Holy shitsnacks, it’s Friyay! Finally. I spent all day thinking it was Friday, and now, finally, it is Friyay! It’s been a long week, and all that separates me from freedom is just a little thing called a 9-5. I’ve poured myself a cup of ambition, and we’ll see how that works out today. I have Chaucer on my lap. He woke me up a couple of times by walking all over me. I guess he thought it was time to get up. Thankfully, I did my best to ignore him, and it paid off. The alarm scared me when it went off. Yesterday, my subconscious was telling me, I could beat the guardians in the major test of strength. I googled, and I figured that I wouldn’t have a problem defeating them. I thought about it all day as I was at work. When I got home, I got dinner started. When it was in the oven, I tried a theory. The plan didn’t work, but I defeated the first one with no real problem. I geared up for the second one, and it seemed easier. So I went and upgraded my armour, and tried again. It was a lot easier, still challenging, but definitely do-able. I ended up clearing all the backlogged battle shrines. When I shut the game off, I felt very accomplished. We watched some CSI, and then we switched it to Antiques Roadshow for a little bit before switching to our nightly TikTok. Hopefully today goes quickly, and without any major fires to put out. Happy Friyay! Life blogbloggercoffeeFriyayjournalmorningsTinyTown
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