It turned into more than diving into the delicious queso dip we had to order every time we sat down. It became a time when we could sit across the table from each other and leave the day behind.
I’d heard Stellaris had received a small update. Something about a Horizon Signal spawning rarely in black hole systems. I’d never triggered it in any game prior and had religiously avoided spoilers. And in a game where I couldn’t reload, one weaponless science ship had just popped the event chain.
Summer was edging into fall and, if my memory serves, I’d biked a couple miles to church and stood poised to repeat the trip. Clouds had appeared in the sky and darkened, but I looked at the sky and said… I’ll make it. I don’t need a ride. I’m cool.
Now, as an adult who happened to marry a man equally Christmas-crazy as myself, I decorate early for Christmas, not when it’s “normal.” I start putting up the decor in October.