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I am home!

Specifically "ditch the mask, you're home now" was the line Ezri gave me (after I explained that I tested negative both this morning and upon landing at the airport, and you know what, maybe this is not one hundred percent as safe as I could possibly be, but fuck it, I am _home_).

Wearing masks while I was sleeping did work out on Wednesday and Thursday night, so that's good. The Texas weather got much less hospitable, so after spending much of Wednesday outside, I was doing more indoors yesterday and today. I feel very sorry for Shan, isolated to just one room, and I hope she has been able to entertain herself (in between sleeping a lot and coughing up a storm.)

I figure I test tomorrow and Sunday and Monday and then maybe Weds and Fri and call it done? I am skipping bells this weekend, partly out of an abundance of caution, partly out of having a Tuesday in town and wanting to spend time with her, mostly out of just...feeling a little cheated by losing so much of my vacation to quarantining and logistics and not feeling _remotely_ well rested or recovered burn-out wise. Maybe I will grade something in the next few days hahahah no. Probably I will spend a lot of time in bed and eat bonbons and play video games and kiss my girlfriend and maybe that will help my soul recover some of what it has lost.

(But so much of what my soul has lost is just the overwhelming Everything from the last several years, plus the upcoming Everything Else of living in a country that wants me and my sister dead.)

Mama gave me a tiny round dragon squishmallow. It is _very_ round, and that is also helping my soul recover some of what it has lost. I like round things, and I like soft smooshy things, and I like reddish orangey tye-dyed things and this dragon is all of those. I will have to name it sometime.

There was soup waiting for when I arrived home, which was good, since I hadn't eaten in about ten hours. I did absolutely no removal of my mask at all on the plane or in the airport, because unlike so fucking many people, I am still trying to do my best by the community and not get other people sick. That's all my goal was, it said nothing about myself getting covid, only that I want not to pass it along.

It's Tuesday's birthday tomorrow, so maybe I will make her a spice cake. That would make three instances of me cooking NevaCake in about as many weeks, which I think is an _excellent_ thing to do. It's _really_ good cake after all!

The neopets-like site I've been on has just put up one of my favourite old games, and I am very pleased about it. There's also been some frustration in that people cheated a bunch with the last puzzle, and now invites are slowed way the heck down so the admins can more carefully vet/moderate newcomers. Don't suck, y'all!

I don't know that there's much more to say. It's been a weird several days. I read a lot of Knights of the Dinner Table, and now I am wondering if my library carries any (or if the NESFA library does and I can check it out there somehow).

Goodnight friends. Be well, be safe, be healthy, be kind.

~Sor
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((written originally for Discord, posted here for posterity and wider audience and stuff))

So, this is a really deep dive into Sorcy Lore. mountchic might remember but I doubt most other folks would know.

In roughly 11th grade, my grandmother gave me a pocketwatch, which had belonged to her great aunt.
It was a tiny gold nurse's watch, to be worn on a necklace. I wore it as a pocketwatch for a few months before it stopped working. So I gave it to mom to get repaired somewhere

I went off to college. Mom did try to find a place that would repair it. Somewhere in the mess of college and moving away from Maryland, it disappeared, and mom apologized profusely

As best we could figure, she had brought it to a watch shop, they had given her the wrong thing back, and it was gone. Also that shop was closed and we lived in Illinois now

So I put it in The Book Of Lost Things and was sad about it every once in a while when I remembered that I'd briefly had this really cool heirloom

Mom found it



This watch is about twelve decades old and hasn't been in my hands for almost two of them.

It still needs repair, but on closer examination it says it's originally from a factory in Waltham. That's...doable!

And if any locals know anything about a reputable antique watch repair, please let me know!

~Sor
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