Oh goodness, such a *day*. I did manage a walk this morning, and then there was work of course, and instead of the usual Friday-night-shenanigans it's been me and
the_disco_fairy,
kadollan,
dirocyn, my sis-in-law and middlest cousin all sitting around watching the Olympics, which is nice.
BUT there have also been
fics and FEELS and I'm working on prompt fic and having like twelve different in depth conversations (including a really fantastic one with
joyshine about Loathly Ladies / Knights-that-Aren't (Or Don't Think They Are), and courtly love that might be abusing Arthurian myth and metaphor but I don't care.)
But I need to buckle down and finish this piece (hint: What if Nat was in NM instead of Clint) before going back to those conversations because otherwise it won't get done.