Home Again

Jun 14, 2026 5:36 pm

To Do Lists are Crazy

Getting home was an adventure in packing. I kept being one pound over. Finally gave up and dumped a bunch of skin care items, because those sweaters were coming home with me. Dublin Airport was very odd to say the least. I wish I'd known more then and I would not have rushed through as much. They have US customs in the Dublin airport, so you go through there, and then there is no customs when you land in the US. I was all worried about lines, so I rushed through duty free. Yeah, I was through the entire process in about ten minutes. Then was stuck waiting for my flight for forever.

But I made it home and I spent the first day back dealing with weeds. Sigh. But I have to say over all the hardscaping I've been doing is helping. It wasn't as bad as it would have been otherwise. But I still have so much to do. I'm contemplating just hiring someone and getting it all done at once so I can quit worrying about it. Bah, yard work. But my tomatoes are already ripe and taste yummy.

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Weekly Micro Story

Interest

Tzarick remained immobile, continuing his impression of a bauble. He spent most of his time in the state his people called stasis. If certain things happened, fire, screams, lots of people handling him, he brought his consciousness back and verified there was nothing interesting enough for him to emerge.

This time he'd found something. Tzarick couldn't remember when he'd been so fascinated by a weak, easily killed human.

"I hate this house, I hate my family. I hate this life."

A female child beat on a desk with the staff that held the physical representation of his body. Casting his awareness around he discovered the room was in shreds, broken vases, glassware, furniture. But what attracted him was the dark rage laced with powerful magic.

A creak of the floor and the child set the staff down and raced to sit on the chair at the far end of the room, every trace of anger gone from her countenance. She sat still and waited.

The door opened and a man loomed. He surveyed the room and sneered at the girl. "Look at you. Useless. I should just sell you to the flesh market. You have no other worth."

Tzarick became. He pulled himself out of the ether and into the room. Both humans stared at him, a puddle of urine forming under the man.

"You interest me. I will take you and train you. Are you willing?"

The child shot a glare at the quivering human. "Yes."

"It is done."

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Repeat, sorry. Brain refusing to work, but I'm getting stuff done!

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