One of those days that barely warrants a diary entry.

I get up. I go to work. Work is fine. Rach recovers from her migraine enough to take the Elderbeast ice-skating. I come home and take an inordinately long time to prepare miso ramen. Carter comes home having bashed his knee and, oh boy, does he let us all know about it. I help Rach put together some job applications and then, suddenly, it’s time for bed!