We washed the dogs in the morning. They both smelt like popcorn, which is the sign they need a wash. Sam took Otto to the dog wash centre (hoping he wouldn't act like Godzilla at the sight of water). I washed Brun in the shower at home.
I re-wrote stories from my fiction blog for the rest of the day, pretty much. The continuing process of taking my shitty stories and trying to make them less shitty. One day, they may be good.
We watched Godzilla Minus One after dinner. I guess it was period correct, that's all I took from it. Those big monster movies aren't really my thing.
Tomorrow is Sunday, sad face. Just one more day to go, before it's back to the salt mines.
My cold is better.
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