Today we're: plugged in.
Because the cabin got hooked up with the internet today.
The laminate is in around the closet, leaving the rest of the bedroom to go, which is very straightforward. Kat's dad is taking tomorrow off work, so the plan is for him to get started on the other bedroom while I finish up the one that's been started. If the laminate isn't finished tomorrow, it's going to be awful close.
After a miserable day at work, James just needed to escape. An hour away from reality, that would set him back to rights. Then he could face another dinner alone, another lonely night in bed.
He tapped the entry code into the keypad outside his apartment and stepped inside after the door slid silently open. Dropping his briefcase in the entranceway, he moved into the living room and collapsed into his favorite armchair. Years of use had shaped it into a tight, welcoming embrace for his lanky frame.
James pulled the cable out of the right arm and tucked his chin against his chest. Reaching back with practiced ease, he plugged it into the jack at the back of his neck. A sigh of relief escaped his lips as his dull living room was replaced by a computer generated image of paradise.
Unfortunately for James, the sigh covered the sound of his bedroom window being forced open.