It's been a few days...

...but not to worry, I've been making scratches with ink and nib in a notebook in the meantime.

Just had to decline an Airbnb request from a guy who was just full of questions about our offering, all of which can be answered via the simple expedient of reading the listing description. This might have been forgivable, except for his third message sent within 10 minutes, wondering whether his messages were getting through.

It rubbed me the wrong way. Like, on Sunday night, after 8 pm, I'm supposed to be hanging out online or have my phone glued to my hand?

In other news, today was perhaps the first "normal" day I've had in a while, defined as one in which I take no painkillers, experience no overwhelming fatigue (nor any desire to sleep in), and muster enough energy to make another round of boeuf à la Stroganoff, which turned out well, spooned over buckwheat groats (which goes under the name of гречневая каша, грека, or just каша in my bride's homeland).

Galina's gaze is glued to the Golden Globes. (How's that for alliteration?) Me? I could not really care less. That said, I should probably go sit with her for a while before I pull the plug and go to sleep.

Cheers...