I have fed, in order: the cats, my starter, the birds, and myself. I have just now paid the bills. Yay.
Tomorrow is when my lovelies return to organise, move, and rearrange shit. It may also be a prelude to Moving Day.
But it's also definitely Shopping Day because the fam needs supplies. Yay.
In local matters, the Magpie Mafia have learned that my whistle means food. At least three of them come calling. On the other hand, word has got out and I also have a host of Butcher Birds and other little feathered creatures.
I'm sure the Mickeys are just there for the spectacle.
Considering that we also get Corellas and Cockatoos... I might have to find a source of bulk sunflower seed. Or other native bird mix.
[One rabbit hole later] Turns out the Mickeys are fine with mealworms. We might put out some fruit for them once in a while. They'll be fine.
Anyway. I have a new prompt for the Promptcast, and a definite idea of what's going on with it. So I shall likely be writing until my oomph gives out. Since the extra challenge is new perspectives, I think I might try a different protagonist.
It's debatable as to whether or not that whole thing will be there in the finished work. Or if there will be a finished work. It's shaping up to be a novella, if it will come to be a thing.
Story whenever I can wrangle my butterfly attention to doing that.