Spooky

Rich popped out today so I had the house to myself; at first it was a pretty chill day, just doing some editing, reading some of my book, drawing my Inktober doodle, but it took a turn for the spooky just after it went dark! Now, I should preface this by saying that I'm usually totally rational, but when, completely apropos of nothing, a magnet just pops off your fridge when you're alone in the house, rationality tends to go out the window! I couldn't figure out why it would've fallen down at all, and so spent far longer than I'm comfortable to admit avoiding the kitchen... Turns out it was just a minor glue failure! PHEW!