Well, it's Monday again, which means one more of those silly weekends of random curses has finally come to an end. And what a ridiculous one I had this weekend! It's one I've had before, of course--all the birds and animals and things turning out to flock around me--but at least this time they managed to make themselves useful, helping to clean up the Library. Normally they just swarm me every time I try to get my chores done, and make it absolutely impossible to do anything without a great flurry of feathers and a dozen furry friends underfoot. But they really did help a great deal at getting things straightened out, and I'm grateful for the assistance, even if all the singing did get a bit tedious after a while.
...I do hope it didn't disturb the monks from their work, come to think of it. We were making quite a bit of racket, what with all the twittering and chirping and chattering.
In any case, that's one more weekend done and over with, and a whole new week of possibilities ahead of us. And that's a good thing, I think. We could all certainly use a calm, quiet day.
And in two more weeks, I'll have been here for two years. I suppose it's true that the first year takes the longest, and all the others get quicker and quicker after that. Really, I can hardly believe the time has gone so fast!
[OOC: Graaaaaaaaaves! So late tonight, Rosella and Cain are going to go out to the graveyard and bond over their mutual interest in digging up graves. Which will be all well and good, right up until the part where Rosella gets sucked down one and ends up in the middle of the Graveyard Plot! But hey, at least she's expecting a trap this time...? It's progress. Sob.]