Not bad.

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Not going fast.  But going.

Dishes, in stages, are being done.  I am down to my last batch.  The others, over time, have been washed, rinsed, dried, and some put away.  This last batch was from recently and my last addition.  Plus, it was a bit greasier.  And a few other things done, here and there.

As well, I received the paper I needed printed.  I'll fill it out, and figure out where to get it faxed, tomorrow.  But, this part, the more complicated part, is done.  When he delivered it, I offered him some of the soup I made.  Handmade.  All of it.  From scratch.  I hadn't done much with the ground pork meatballs, save browned them.  So they were a bit bland.  Yes, I get that.

I need to obtain fennel, and a few other spices... thyme, rosemary, and a few others, and practice making a spice blend I would like for these.  Sesame seeds?  Perhaps, if pan fried, dry, just a bit.  But the rest of the soup was good, very good.  He asked what the base was.  Just remnants from the corned beef and cabbage, with mirepoix.  But, fresh, from just yesterday.  And refrigerated overnight.

I wouldn't give many my special soups.  But... he could have some.

He keeps going on about his shiny new spoon.  I said there is something that happens, when you find her.  Bonding.  It's a strange thing.  But... you begin to see not just her, but only her.  Strange things happen.  Choices, decisions, openings.  They will have to have a few fights.  To... see some things.  The shit tests... throw it against the wall, see what sticks.  It's... gotta happen.  And it could end things.  They are having to good part, they will soon have to have the bad part.  Best to... see how that goes before there is no... options.

I half am jealous, half am not.  Pleased, to see the process.  There are people who shouldn't.  People who only do it as an incident.  And people I believe are right for it.  He is right for it.  I am hoping she is too.  You can't win, this game.  But you can play it right, straight.  It's not about you, any of it.  But you may have a magical part in it.

I may be done with Elden Ring.  I have about leveled as much as I can, where I am.  Every way through to the better leveling area is blocked by bosses my 'toon simply doesn't have a way of beating.  I have, as mentioned, leveled to the reasonable and more level possible... advanced my gear as far as I can... found the extra bits of gear which increase power and such.  It just isn't working.

It isn't even that it's difficult.  It's not even close.  Too much is required too quickly.  I even jacked my various stats so as to not be a one-shot glass cannon.  I have tried this method, and that.  These adds and those, tricks, hacks, and more.  The game is simply beyond my capacity.  So, I'll go back to a game that I can finish, have finished, but am on a second run through.  And... enjoy.  It's not fun to have to work this hard for failure.

I am sure there might be a way.  Or you have to die a set number of times before it'll let me through.  I'm just not into that.  At this point.  It's... not fun.

Anyway.  I'll have a bit more soup, finish up the last of the dishes, begin soaking the mats for use near the litter boxes, and possibly get the boxspring put up, sealed, stored?  Maybe.  Actually, I might do that first.  Then the rest will be easy... easier.  Then on to bed.  Good afternoon, day, and most likely goodnight too.