Wish me luck friends, while cleaning the shower yesterday and scrubbing at a mildewy area of the caulk I broke the caulk entirely so now I gotta run out and buy more caulk/strip the old shit out/clean under it/dry and re-caulk the shower today so we can take showers tomorrow
Fun fact: in the last place I lived we had two bathrooms, and we showered in the basement for something like six months to put off recaulking the main shower because neither of us knew how to do it and we were anxious about messing up...with one bathroom I just gotta do it
In that case the caulk developed a tiny hole that made water shoot out as if from a squirt gun onto the wall by the shower and I found this out by touching the wall while Enne was showering and having it squish under my hand 😖
I DID IT, the shower is recaulked, prayer circle that I did it well enough and I won't have to redo it in a month 🙏
(also I am so tired now)

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Now seems like a nice time to reflect on what I've written this past year! ✨ (I could pretend I'm going to do a one answer per like thing but I will most likely just answer as I have free time today no matter how many likes I get!!!) Image
1) I'm always drawn to romance where I can mix some big feelings and introspective moments with sex...hot-n-sweet isn't just a delicious wing sauce, it's my general writing philosophy
2) this is tough because writing felt harder than normal this year due to Life Stuff but probably a wild rose carved in stone was the toughest because it was not at all the type of fic I usually write! My first time digging into Hank's grief over Cole in a substantial way.
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Time to start a new thread! This follows the events of the short fic Lilacs in Bloom I wrote earlier this year, which can be read here: archiveofourown.org/works/21327049… so if you haven't read it before you may want to do that first!
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The sprig of lilacs on Hank's desk wilts before he makes it back to the garden again; he isn't sure if it's because he forgot to change the water after the first day or if it's because they don't last long once they're cut.
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You ever think about the first time Connor sees Hank lounging around the house in old soft sweatpants with nothing underneath, realizes he can see the shape of his dick in great detail, and diverts all his processing power to a detailed scan for future study
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