SURPRISE post on Thursday! (since someone forgot to post on Wednesday…)
But doesn’t it feel nicer being closer to the weekend?
This has been a long week and extremely busy, which is why we’re chatting on Friday-eve and not hump-day. I had every intention of posting yesterday, but my half-thought-through post never made to the computer, and instead, I spent almost two hours after work uploading my entire Arizal Wars series onto a serialized platform distributor because around chapter 90 (of 294) I mis-numbered ONE chapter, and it threw the whole thing off. Lovely. And unfortunately, there was no easy auto update, so I had to go through each following chapter and manually renumber it, and that, my dear friends, nearly drove me insane, especially in hour # 2 when I was going cross-eyed. Hence, no post. Why wasn’t it written beforehand? Good question. You always have good questions.
Obviously, I’ve been busy. I’m still checking things off my never-ending to-do list, so I feel somewhat accomplished but mostly still peering off into the horizon, searching for the end of the list, but I don’t think there is one. That’s okay. Because guess who discovered boxed wine…
Like, I knew it existed. That it was a thing, and I’m sure I’ve even tried it. But (and this is where I’m confused) why didn’t anyone tell me about its most redeeming feature? The spout.
Duuuuuuuuuuude. Where has this been all my life? Why hasn’t it BEEN in my life? Usually, I’d shy away from bottles because Batman doesn’t drink, and I feel silly popping open a bottle to have one, maybe two glasses of wine. And then I’d put it in the fridge, forget about it for a month, and then realize it’s likely gone bad. So, I started buying the mini 19 Crimes bottles because 1) they’re delicious and 2) they’re the perfect size, but apparently everyone caught on/inflation exists because whereas they were between $9.99-$11.99 for a four pack, they’re now 1$7.99. I’m sorry, but I haven’t inherited a dynasty, so I won’t be able to continue buying it. That’s when Batman recommended Black Box.
I love it. It’s delicious and super, super convenient. I can have a glass or I can have five (though I don’t recommend that. I stop drinking when my lips turn purple…) but it’s sitting in my fridge like a Godsend, there to help my nerves, my skin and my heart. It’s probably my favorite thing I’ve discovered/tried in 2022 so far, so this year (despite there being a world of bs in the background) is looking good.
I could go on about Black Box or other writing updates, but I feel like this post is long enough and you want to get on with your Thursday activities. Noted.
Have a great weekend, try some Black Box wine, and I’ll try to remember to post correctly next week. But it’s me, so we’ll see.
~ Lady Caitlin