So, I caught the local plague that was going around, was in bed for a total of a week and a half, and managed to infect four other people, two of which were children and one of which was my senior citizen dressmaker.
I have my wedding on Saturday, but I think everything’s coming together. I think this might actually work out, in spite of my not having done much of anything related to it in the past two weeks. Except not dying? I guess not dying was important, I sort of have to be there for the wedding to happen
NUTHIN’ GOODER THAN A COMMISSION