flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
It is WILD how close I got to finishing out the wands without a, y’know, magic wand. But here you go, one fairy godmother with wand and slipper and pumpkin. It’s a story everyone knows with no odd historical twists or Russian folkwear, which I definitely have been hitting pretty heavily of late. Savor the straightforward while it lasts, y’all.
Places to buy stuff!
Did I miss something? I think that’s everything.
What’s making me happy this week:
Got that glass-doored bookcase delivered and built and filled and YAYYYYYY my stuff is in a place away from both dust and cat. It looks pretty, too. I may actually end up swapping the books into the small case next to it and the curios from there into this one, since it’s much easier to see through the doors and my books are beat up much read paperbacks, not fancy display objects.
LOVE. Zaftig woman of a certain age, and cabinet.