The grim industrial dystopian aesthetic which I enjoyed so much at first, is starting to grind me down. The other day Cooper was in the upstairs shipping container reading a book when the sun broke through the smog. It reminded me what “sunshine” looks like!
I think it might be starting to wear on them, too. Cooper in particular is so exhausted all day long. She just can’t get a break. Raising two kids and maintaining a household without electricity is a LOT of work.
One day this week a neighbor stopped by to say hello…
Then they broke into a fistfight! Maybe it’s because they both had the same hairstyle?
Elliott continues to make candles at the station I bought for Cooper. But I’m not mad… he can sell his candles for $25 each! $25!!!! I mean, damn. If I could sell a dip candle for $25 I’d quit my day job in real life.
I bought him an art station with his candle money. He’s quite fond of it, and it’s something the kids can do inside when the weather is bad.
Ah yes, what a beautiful day to be a child in Port Promise!