Day SixtyEight: Monday... the wife seems to still be home from work... is it a holiday or something? Oh BTW for the record, I think yesterday's Lunch Plate was planted in my bed, the wife admitted to not feeding me lunch because I was busy working, as if it was some consolation she told me she didn't eat lunch either... not sure how that's supposed to help me thinking I'm going crazy but ya ok. I was right about this morning breakfast though... we were boned, I had to go to the farm up the way to pick up some eggs, grabbed some Summer Sausage while I was there (great stuff but you need a meat slicer to get it thin enough to eat, LOL) and bought the boy some Cinnamon Buns for a treat. Whilst I was out Heather put some buns in the oven which doubled up with the Sausage I sliced up made for some samiches for brunch... I think Brunch is a polite way to say: 'Ya, I'm sorry you missed breakfast, you can eat now but you're not going to get Lunch.' - So I think I got boned for lunch today again. Fuck it, I ate one of them cinnamon buns, sure I will pay for it later but it was worth it. Off to the basement again to work on strengthening the fortification to the Zombie/COVID Apocalypses Fallout Shelter... Spent the day adding blocks between section so even if they get through the sheeting they wont get past the structure, also it made good places to properly attach wires and stuff... not sure who worked on this before but it could use a little sprucing up. I have a florescent lite that plugs into the wall and hangs from a few hooks on the ceiling, I turned that the other direction so it goes between the beams rather than across them hanging at about eye level (that was never safe)... it's not like you can see anything after staring into a pair of 4 foot long florescent bulbs for more than a few seconds... A switch to turn that on and off would be nice but would require doing electrical work... I can just plug it in when I need the extra light and save myself some money... likely that's what the last people who lived here thought about the whole deal. It didn't look any different from top side (other than Lawson did help out and sweep the floor up there today), HOWEVER it did make Heather happy because the wood I was using is now no longer in her kitchen/dining room (it needs to dry a few weeks inside before I use it, we try to pretend it's not there as we walk over it trying to carry our food to the table). Which reminds me, I need to bring in some more wood. That big pile that was out there is getting smaller the more I mess around in the shop... Stakes to kill vampires, KubKars, Shelves, a bird house maybe... going to have to order another load soon. During my battle with blocks and messy wires and decorating the Bomb Shelter Heather must have felt bad about not feeding me... she made chocolate chip cookies 'we' can eat. MMmmmm.... no nutz either, just the important stuff. She made Porkchops for dinner... And Jello too.... shit I'm starting to get worried looking back on this... If I didn't know any better I should be thinking there is something going on here... maybe she's cheating on me. What's that? There are more cookies left in the kitchen? Hang on I will be right back. --