Is this what cats dream of? Jas and I went to Betäuben yesterday. It was wonderful. We've found
the most charming house outside of Hoffnung. It has a tower. Oh, I can't wait! It'll be glorious. It's old and charming and feels like a home. It's been empty for so long, though; it needs a lot of cleaning and general sprucing. I can't wait. I can see it, in my mind, already. Some of it. Jas gets a say too of course.
No, really! He does! So long as none of it involves me being the boring sort of domestic.
(Though I'm going to need a rocking-chair and needlework, just to mess with him.)
I like Mister Howe. I don't think Jas does though. Legal matters can be my job in the marriage, I think: best for everyone that way.
In less wonderful news, Spider decided he had to go and fight Cerves. I'm really not happy about this, especially in light of how hurt he got. But
his sense of humor hasn't been hurt, nor his ego, which is good at least. I gave him my bracelet to use until he's better.
Daniel wants a secretary for Christmas. I don't think I can quite manage that. He does make pink look dashed manly though.