Airport pickup

I borrowed our neighbours’ car today and drove down to SeaTac to pick up my wife’s friend. That meant driving for half an hour in a car where the windscreen perpetually fogged up, or else I was freezing cold because the heater blew only on the windscreen. So that was… Fun?
Once we got home, we broke open the cider, which was perhaps a bad idea, but we have eight or nine bottles to drink and so making a three bottle dent in the cider stockpile was a good start.

About 11,we started in on the gin, which signalled to me it was time for bed, as I’m working tomorrow and my brain isn’t entirely alcohol fuelled. Decisions, decisions, lifestyle decisions.

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