Puttering around inside the smial

... because my back is still sh*tty, and it's still cold and dangerous in the outside. Actually, I had a very cool subject line, but by the time I got to my desktop PC I forgot about it entirely... and also about the topic I wanted to discuss. Ah, well, I'm not getting any younger.

This was a blessedly quiet day. Granted, there was Mum duty, as always, and I even had to cook, but other than that... I did a bit of writing (just about two pages, but still), started dismantling the Christmas tree (it needs to be gone by Sunday), watched some telly and took a (regretfully short) nap.

Since I've posted all the finished parts of "Alternate Caretaker" to otherworlds_lib, I'll have to write the rest before I can put everything on AO3. However, my muses decided to suggest me small scenes for the next story, the alternate Parallax one, so I'm typing those up first, and hope to free my mind for the main piece of work afterwards. *fingers crossed*