Day 232: Quiet and wet

Day 232:

Not much to report today. Harvested sand, hauled sand home, drained sand, melted sand, dried off next to the furnace.

Found some good supplies of clay. I’ve been making bricks but i haven’t decided what to use them for yet. Maybe I’ll build a castle. (A castle made of brick is doomed around these exploding jerks, but hey, a woman can dream.)

The pig seems happy. He grunts outside the back door and occasionally I give him carrots.

Killed three zombies and two skeletons today. Low total but they were busy setting themselves on fire for coming out between the trees, so it was hard to get a clean shot before they died on their own anyway.

Feels like a Tuesday. No idea if it is, but that’s what it feels like.