DOARS- Week 7 Day 7- Sneaking Around

Welcome back! As previously stated I will no longer be posting more than one post a day. So I've been holding onto this one so as to not post it. I think this will also help my writing, since I know on days when I do posting sprees, my writing falters towards the end. Which, to be honest, is a reflection of how excited I am about my story and not because I'm simply not aware that my writing is weaker when I do that. So holding onto posts will be for the best, right?
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Dear Diary,

When I woke up the house was a good 15 degrees colder than I would have liked. And also blanketed in snow. Now seasons in my world only last for about a week, and today is the third day of this season. Which means that this kind of weather is really not acceptable. This is the middle of spring. What in the world is going on with the snow? It's got to be Tony's doing. He's getting back at me, that jerk.

Cycl0n3 and I stayed in bed as long as we could, but eventually we got brave enough to venture out into our cold house and turn up the heat. Also there's things to do, and we've spent a few evenings now ignoring the world, which means there's even more to do than there normally is.


There's beds to be made.

Breakfast to be made. Oops. Hector got to it before we could.


Back-up breakfast to be made. I love my son, but a chef he isn't.



Hot tubs to be utilized by those with the spare time.
Looks like she's enjoying herself, huh? That's my Raquel. I think we take her for granted because she never causes any trouble or concern. She's everyone's favorite, even Hector's. We all talk to her about everything, but who does she have to talk to? Sure I ask her to talk to me, but I'm aware that there's a mum order in regards to me. I mean, that might be gone now that I've talked one on one to Zhiddezoe, but maybe not. How would I know? What I'm saying is that she can't even talk to me, and if she confides in anyone I'm not aware of it. I hope that she's coping with everything that's thrown at her. She's strong and capable, don't get me wrong, but sometimes being a teenager can be overwhelming, and being a teenager without having someone to talk to... well, I hope she's okay.

Which is why I pulled her out of the hot tub for some hopscotch action. I won, of course. She was definitely a contender, though, and she seemed to enjoy herself, which is what's important. Today is all about Raquel and doing what we can to make her happy. She deserves it. And if she was more competitive, I might have even contemplated throwing the game... maybe.

All too soon I was off to work.  I hate that I have to work practically every day. I hate that my chest is really exposed in my uniform. I hate that my uniform is a dress, even though I spend more time playing the sport than not. I hate work. And I do so much of it! If I'm not working then I have a game. I only have Thursdays off, and that gets tiring. I'm trying to be understanding about it though. I'm an athlete. I have to practice everyday.
When do I get to retire?

As I was leaving I saw Hector hitting up his best friend, Forest, for some cooking tips. I had to laugh about that one. No matter how many cooking tips that boy gets, I highly doubt he'll ever be a decent chef. How often has he been cooking breakfast? He still can't manage to get it right. His only hope is to live with me forever, or to find a wife that can cook.

I know I haven't been doing a great job with keeping you up to date on Cycl0n3's whereabouts, but today I know for sure that he worked out a lot and did some nectar making. He's getting pretty close to having made over 100 bottles of nectar! And we still haven't tried any of it! I haven't forgotten my plot to try some, though, don't worry, it just might be a while before I set it in motion.





Hector, apparently, spent a large part of the day blowing off steam, or that's what he said anyway. I hope he feels better and will be less cagey. That was getting old quick! I mean, usually he'll be in one of those moods for a few hours or maybe a day, but he's been like that since we went skating and that was Thursday! That's very unlike him, so yes, I'm hoping that 'blowing off steam' will fix the problem.

By the time I was getting off from work the snow had melted off, thankfully! And it was shaping up to actually be a spring day.
I hear the spring festival had come to town, too! I've never danced at that specific festival, but rumor has it that it was particularly exciting this year, though no one will give me details about what made it so exciting.



When I got home, Raquel and her dad were playing chess. I've said it before, but I'll say it again, I love watching Raquel and Cycl0n3 together. It just absolutely melts my heart. My baby girl and my husband. Awww.

Hector was fixing the toilet that one of the twins broke (was it Forest?). Which was really nice, because it's one of the things that I needed to do this morning, but I completely forgot!



And there was a random horse outside. I wished I had more time to watch him, but I was so tired I could barely make it to my bed.

Early to bed, early to rise...

Lynn Sw0rd

P.S. Judging by the water sounds outside, I'm guessing the horse thought our hot tub was a good spot to drink from! Silly horse, I hope he's not too hurt by all the hot tub chemicals!






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No excerpts this time around, but that's okay, it was a nice to go back to the original format.

And as a side note, I *still* always sign her name as Lynn Winslow before fixing it to Sw0rd! She's been married for... like... longer than she wasn't been married, so I have no idea what my problem is!