Day 7. 48 pages, 25,498 words.
Nothing much to add for today. Wump was supposed to have dance class and then go with Mrs. Hatboy to check out some museum exhibit yesterday, before heading to a friend’s place for a sleepover where they intended to stay up all night long. I was going to stay home with Toop and maybe go for a hike in the forest. But since I’m pre-writing this, I just don’t know how it all went. It’s actually snowing as I write this.
[Follow-up: Mrs. Hatboy was sick yesterday so there was no museum, but the rest is so far going ahead according to plan even though Mrs. Hindle apparently forgot the actual purpose of today’s outing.]
Mrs. Hatboy and I also plan to go out and get our voting out of the way today, since Mrs. Hatboy is working at the polling station on election day and I will be watching the kids all day on election day (also, most likely, I will be sporting a five-alarm hangover on account of the day before election day having three separate pub-based parties). But again, I don’t know how that’s going to go because I’m pre-writing and only the word counts are semi-accurate here.
I’m voting Green. Time to send a message. If you don’t give a shit about human beings and the planet we all live on (or, in the case of a very small minority, in orbit around), then fuck you, get out of my government. I will destroy you with all the democratically-provided power I possess, as a permanent tax-paying non-citizen resident. Notice served.
So there’s Mrs. Hatboy and Mrs. Hindle? Have you gone Mormon?
Oops, did I get my alter egos’ wives mixed up?