Ruin.

I’ve actually had a pretty good day. Finally getting to the bottom of my kitchen counter. Haven’t seen that since the day I moved in and plonked down the toolbox on it. Now it’s moved into the cupboard of good things to use whenever. Such as the vacuum, extra toilet paper, apron and candles. That freed up a lot of space, and now my kitchen looks positively empty. Well, yeah, a few things left to wash before I’m completely done, but it’s already empty, so I’ll leave it for tomorrow.

I had cake with my partner in crime, as a way of thanking her for the loan of the stool that I used for the last stretch of the wall mural. Not that I made the cake myself, it was the cake from work. Still yummy. And afterwards we went grocery shopping together. My breakfast would have been sad if I hadn’t. Like crackers and carrots sad. Because that was all I had left.

But the one thing I wish I hadn’t done today was watching a very short horror film. Under 3 minutes, and I know I’ll have trouble sleeping for the next couple of nights. I’m already feeling paranoid in my flat, and it’s a few hours left until I’m turning off the lights. Plenty of opportunity to kill myself as a alternative ending to be eaten by a monster.