Day 31. 110 pages, 48,193 words.
I don’t have much to add today, although I have got a bit of writing done. Looking after Toop for the morning while Wump and Mrs. Hatboy attend a market thingy.
I just wanted to mention what happened yesterday. It was an ugly day on social media, as the masses lashed back against the events of Friday. But I was at home, looking after Wump and Toop. We went into the forest, had a lot of fun, and then watched some Doctor Who when Toop was asleep in the afternoon.
This was because Mrs. Hatboy and her sister were out. They were attending a training for a volunteer program in which people are matched up with immigrants – in this case women, specifically mothers – and help them to acclimate. Meet with them, show them the local area, and generally be a friendly face. Mrs. Hatboy and Bella were the first two people ever to volunteer out of Eastern Vantaa, or close enough.
Just when I think I can’t get any more proud of Mrs. Hatboy’s strength and humanity, she goes and does something like this. I had no idea this was even a thing. I’m not even kidding myself that I’d volunteer for a thing like this in my spare time, if it was available to men (I assume it is, but they’re not going to be matching up with migrant women and mothers, because sanity). I’m selfish enough with my spare time even among my existing friends.
But my point is, this restored my faith in the species. Today it’s not just me riding on the coattails of Mrs. Hatboy’s goodness. It’s the entire human race.
Love you, Miffle.