This girl... this girl is doing things to me.
She makes me want to build. She makes me want to build a bed, a home, plant a garden. She makes me want to settle down and homestead.
I want to own tools and know how to use them, chop wood, build fires, plant our own food.
It's a strange instinct. I've never wanted to take care of myself in this sort of way. But I want to take care of her.
On another update, today, I weighed 231. That's either a loss of three pounds, or the scale wasn't accurate yesterday.