Day 6

Originally posted in 2020 as part of the series The View From Here: Life in Lockdown

My fiancé heard a noise, which means our day is shot to hell until he can find the source. He’s in the attic right now. Searching. He’s not sure why the cat and I don’t seem to give a shit. To me, it seems like a great time to eat another bowl of cereal without being judged.

He’ll call me up in a minute to look. He’ll point and ask me if that spot was there before. “What spot?” I’ll ask. He’ll ask me to keep an eye on it. I’ll promise to keep an eye on the thing only he can see. 

Problem solved.