Clickety-Clack

I got up at my usual time(s) but remembered that Julian gets to sleep in on Sundays. Made his coffee, had some of mine, took care of his kids. He was cranky for no real reason I could identify, but he corrected course in the middle each time. Another moment with sitcom potential. I meant to write out my note for work in the morning so that I could send it at exactly 7:30 Monday morning, but for all that I went over and over sections in my head all of yesterday, I found myself stumped. I worked instead on my journal and finally got completely caught up. Nothing more pressing to do, I focused back in on the blank admission. I've dealt with writer's block before, so I did what I've always done. I just started writing and I managed to get a rough draft of that one done as well. Dungeons and Dragons started just a little late and it seemed to mostly be a filler session. We obtained an airship, fought some pirates, and are heading out in another story arc. Anne pointed out the silver lining of having us as PCs - he bassically doesn't need to prepare almost anything for game because we go off the rails constantly. So much is up in the air right now. Including our airship. I also took an MCLE course. I'm beyond set for this period, at this point I'm just doing it for topics I find interesting and to make sure ADI gets to keep the scholarship.

Julian got home a little late, but I was in Dungeons and Dragons so it didn't matter anyway. When I got out he was watching a murder mystery or something. I got the feeling he wanted to continue, so I offered to just read in Lady Miss Friday's room while he watched. I felt like I should have...I don't know. Chores to accomplish. But I was also kind of ready for a break from sitting at the computer. He called in to check on me around 8ish and request that I join him before bed. I joined for more Daybreak, though I couldn't take some of the violence. I managed to avoid seeing someone get impaled by spikes but couldn't find good episode synopses like TWoP. Probably should have looked there first, now that I think of it. I also found out the show got discontinued. Not terribly upset about that one, really, both due to the aforementioned impaling and the way it was phrased. It seemed more voluntary, though on who's part I'm less certain.

Importantly, we somehow got into the topic of Julian's will. Like me, he's only really got his kids. He initially wanted them to go back to his mom, but she's already got 3 cats and didn't have the capacity to care for them when he was there, so she certainly wouldn't have it now. I'm not sure entirely what's going on there. I know shelters have a shoddy reputation in the same vein as public defenders, but I feel like there's more to it. Something to do with Julian's fear of failure and blame. I stressed that the *only* thing that matters is what's best for the kids, and he recognized that his mom wouldn't be a good place for them, so... Baby steps.