I got paid to go bowling today. For real. One of my schools took us up to Dubois, where they have a fancy bowling alley, and let us bowl for a couple hours as a team-builder. It was fun, but weirdly exhausting being in close proximity to a lot of very talkative humanity for a very long time.
Now I'm chilling with the family, air-frying some fish and chips, maybe watching a little TV. I let my 17 year old Badgerling read the prologue and first two chapters of the historical fiction book I'm writing, and she is already clamoring for more. So far, so good.