Til Death: 322
I had entirely intended to finish up the scene where Wyatt and Marin come to an arrangement about him working off his room and board, but instead, I had a new character insert himself into the mix. As it turns out, Wyatt has some kind of long term friendship/mentorshipish relationship with the detective who worked the case of the body he found as a kid. So I wrote about Gib instead. I have no idea where it’s going to fit in the timeline, this visit to Gib, but whatver. It was words.
I also bought another plug for the lamp and got it working properly, made it through my entire mountain of mending but for one shirt I still have to find a button for, did 3 loads of laundry, walked the dogs, and did some reading. It was, overall, a relaxing day.