Jayamos

Farmer
22 Fall Y5
I want one more Skull Cavern day before I propose, one more day of freedom, but today's luck is TERRIBLE. So I run errands and go to the quarry to blow things up. I think of asking Seb if he wants to come along, but it's awfully late and it would be more fun during the daytime. I run into Robin on the way and she asks how I'm doing with... Maru? Do she and Seb talk? Should I say anything to Robin before I propose?
Nah, I think as I'm clearing the quarry, he's grown. He should be handling his family. But I do want to ask what he thinks the family reaction is going to be, in case we need to soften things up a bit.

23 Fall
Perfect luck. Off I go with magic rock candy, some spicy eel for when it runs out, and plenty of cheese. It's been way too long that I've been moping around and I feel kind of rusty. I spend too much time blowing things up on the early floors. It's fun, but I want fun and profit. Still, I get pretty far down and come home with a nice haul. Lots of treasure chests. Now I'm the proud owner of a pomegranate sapling, whether I want one or not, and a spare dark hat.

24 Fall
I sleep in a bit, with a sort of mining hangover. I wonder if I'm slightly concussed from all the bombing and leaping down shafts. It's all I can do—more than I can do, really—to get my inventory straightened out.
Should today be the day, I wonder? It's a good luck day, and that seems propitious, but I waver all day until I'm over at Clint's, trying to pick up my fancy new steel trasherator, and I get there minutes after closing. I could go give George a birthday present and regale him with tales of fighting off 3 serpents at a time. Or I could go find Seb.
Priorities, priorities. I don't really want to get crossways with his family, so I decide to be prepared for anything. When I get there, I ask him if he's discussed our getting serious with them. "Demetrius would be thrilled to get me out of the house," he says bitterly. "Maru and I aren't close. Mom... She doesn't want me to leave, exactly, but she says she worries about me having a life. And she likes you," he says, a little wistfully. "So, when the time comes I'll tell them, and it'll be fine."
I pull out the mermaid pendant. "Well, I think it's time," I say.

25 Fall
Clothing! What do I want to be married in this time? The black leather jacket is tempting, but I have a feeling Seb will be more formal. I fuss with the sewing machine all morning and finally have something that feels respectable. It took a while to figure out how to get the pants to match the jacket, and I finally had to run down to Emily and Haley's to get some help. Emily was very good about it, I have to say. These villagers are a forgiving bunch.
I felt so insecure about it I ran up to the mountain house to talk to Seb. On the way I ran into Abi, who was looking pensive on the bridge by Joja Mart. I said hi, but she didn't want to talk to me. I felt oddly guilty. Does she just share Seb's inclination to be solitary by water? Was there more to her friendship with Seb than I realized? Is that crush she had on me years ago still a thread running through our friendship?
When I got to the house, I checked in with Robin, who told me to visit any time: "It gets lonely up here." Demetrius seemed totally oblivious. So... calling things with the family good enough.
When I asked Seb what he thought about wedding outfits, he said, "I'm sure you'll look great in anything." This felt not at all helpful, although better than him requesting white lace and those mad uncomfortable crystal shoes, until he asked, "What about you? Do you have requests of the groom?" and I realized I felt the same.

28 Fall
Friday was... perfectly fine, but I was moody all day, and I decided to go do one last Skull Cavern run yesterday before my bomb addiction becomes a potential issue, swearing that I would manage to get back in time for the Spirit's Eve festival. Note to self: do not check mail with a megabomb in hand. It slipped and I blew up all the pathing by the front porch. Miraculously, the porch itself seems perfectly fine, though I'd better get Robin to check it.
That was a bad omen, and luck for the day was crummy, but I thought, who needs luck when you have staircases? I had plenty of fun and did indeed get back in time to find the Golden Pumpkin, which I was planning to give to Seb for a wedding gift.
BUT I got home with my backpack full, and instead of slinging stuff into a chest like a sane person I decided to put things away where I could find them again. Result: passing out before I could get cleaned up and changed.
So when I found myself in front of the entire village in my flannel shirt and torn jeans covered in rock dust, I just had to hope Seb was telling the entire truth when he said he'd appreciate me in anything. Especially since he went all out. He's the most elegant of... all my husbands. Even Elliott does not measure up.
When we got back to the farm I finally did clean up and put on my suit for him. And gave him the one prismatic shard I got on my run, in hopes of making it up to him. He was very pleased about it and as for the clothes, he said, "Well, it's very honest about who you are."
Then, as he said, there was work to be done, all the getting the farm buttoned up for winter: chopping down mushroom trees while there were mushrooms to be had, picking up all the remaining truffles, clearing the farm cave, and that last autumnal scythe, still one of my favorite parts of the year—and pretty quick, now that the animals are eating so much grass. I still felt moody the whole time. Seb's being great but I can't help feeling like I'm getting off on the wrong foot.
 

Cuddlebug

Farmer
22 Fall Y5
I want one more Skull Cavern day before I propose, one more day of freedom, but today's luck is TERRIBLE. So I run errands and go to the quarry to blow things up. I think of asking Seb if he wants to come along, but it's awfully late and it would be more fun during the daytime. I run into Robin on the way and she asks how I'm doing with... Maru? Do she and Seb talk? Should I say anything to Robin before I propose?
Nah, I think as I'm clearing the quarry, he's grown. He should be handling his family. But I do want to ask what he thinks the family reaction is going to be, in case we need to soften things up a bit.

23 Fall
Perfect luck. Off I go with magic rock candy, some spicy eel for when it runs out, and plenty of cheese. It's been way too long that I've been moping around and I feel kind of rusty. I spend too much time blowing things up on the early floors. It's fun, but I want fun and profit. Still, I get pretty far down and come home with a nice haul. Lots of treasure chests. Now I'm the proud owner of a pomegranate sapling, whether I want one or not, and a spare dark hat.

24 Fall
I sleep in a bit, with a sort of mining hangover. I wonder if I'm slightly concussed from all the bombing and leaping down shafts. It's all I can do—more than I can do, really—to get my inventory straightened out.
Should today be the day, I wonder? It's a good luck day, and that seems propitious, but I waver all day until I'm over at Clint's, trying to pick up my fancy new steel trasherator, and I get there minutes after closing. I could go give George a birthday present and regale him with tales of fighting off 3 serpents at a time. Or I could go find Seb.
Priorities, priorities. I don't really want to get crossways with his family, so I decide to be prepared for anything. When I get there, I ask him if he's discussed our getting serious with them. "Demetrius would be thrilled to get me out of the house," he says bitterly. "Maru and I aren't close. Mom... She doesn't want me to leave, exactly, but she says she worries about me having a life. And she likes you," he says, a little wistfully. "So, when the time comes I'll tell them, and it'll be fine."
I pull out the mermaid pendant. "Well, I think it's time," I say.

25 Fall
Clothing! What do I want to be married in this time? The black leather jacket is tempting, but I have a feeling Seb will be more formal. I fuss with the sewing machine all morning and finally have something that feels respectable. It took a while to figure out how to get the pants to match the jacket, and I finally had to run down to Emily and Haley's to get some help. Emily was very good about it, I have to say. These villagers are a forgiving bunch.
I felt so insecure about it I ran up to the mountain house to talk to Seb. On the way I ran into Abi, who was looking pensive on the bridge by Joja Mart. I said hi, but she didn't want to talk to me. I felt oddly guilty. Does she just share Seb's inclination to be solitary by water? Was there more to her friendship with Seb than I realized? Is that crush she had on me years ago still a thread running through our friendship?
When I got to the house, I checked in with Robin, who told me to visit any time: "It gets lonely up here." Demetrius seemed totally oblivious. So... calling things with the family good enough.
When I asked Seb what he thought about wedding outfits, he said, "I'm sure you'll look great in anything." This felt not at all helpful, although better than him requesting white lace and those mad uncomfortable crystal shoes, until he asked, "What about you? Do you have requests of the groom?" and I realized I felt the same.

28 Fall
Friday was... perfectly fine, but I was moody all day, and I decided to go do one last Skull Cavern run yesterday before my bomb addiction becomes a potential issue, swearing that I would manage to get back in time for the Spirit's Eve festival. Note to self: do not check mail with a megabomb in hand. It slipped and I blew up all the pathing by the front porch. Miraculously, the porch itself seems perfectly fine, though I'd better get Robin to check it.
That was a bad omen, and luck for the day was crummy, but I thought, who needs luck when you have staircases? I had plenty of fun and did indeed get back in time to find the Golden Pumpkin, which I was planning to give to Seb for a wedding gift.
BUT I got home with my backpack full, and instead of slinging stuff into a chest like a sane person I decided to put things away where I could find them again. Result: passing out before I could get cleaned up and changed.
So when I found myself in front of the entire village in my flannel shirt and torn jeans covered in rock dust, I just had to hope Seb was telling the entire truth when he said he'd appreciate me in anything. Especially since he went all out. He's the most elegant of... all my husbands. Even Elliott does not measure up.
When we got back to the farm I finally did clean up and put on my suit for him. And gave him the one prismatic shard I got on my run, in hopes of making it up to him. He was very pleased about it and as for the clothes, he said, "Well, it's very honest about who you are."
Then, as he said, there was work to be done, all the getting the farm buttoned up for winter: chopping down mushroom trees while there were mushrooms to be had, picking up all the remaining truffles, clearing the farm cave, and that last autumnal scythe, still one of my favorite parts of the year—and pretty quick, now that the animals are eating so much grass. I still felt moody the whole time. Seb's being great but I can't help feeling like I'm getting off on the wrong foot.
That's so funny, made my day once again 😂
Wish ETB good luck, my fourth Farmer didnt regret her choice yet, Sebby turned out to be a very handsome husband...
 

Jayamos

Farmer
1 Winter Y5
Well! Things are looking up. The scything still took long enough that I got to bed well after Seb and in fact woke him up. Also not great, I thought, but he said, "Sorry, I know you have a lot to do when the seasons change. I was going to stay up but I must have dozed off."
"Uh... coffee for a nightcap?" I said, and we chatted about our days for a few sips, then put the coffee aside to kiss, and then one thing led to another... and wow, there is a lot of passion under that still-waters-run-deep exterior. And he listens. I felt strewn with metaphorical rose petals.
In the morning he asked what my winter plans were. Rearranging practically everything, really. I spent a lot of the day trying to rearrange the greenhouse, without having really planned it, so I'm going to have to spend a lot of another day redoing it. I need to figure out what to do with the dehydrators and the fish smoker. I don't want the smoke getting into the wine and I want the dehydrators well out of the way of the kegs. I haven't reconfigured the manufacturing shed since Robin upgraded it. The area south of the barn and chicken coop is so full of trees I can barely get around. I have a whole list of clothes I'd like to sew. And so on.
Also, now that I have long-legged Seb here with me, the kotatsu just doesn't make sense in the kitchen, if it ever did. When I bring out the winter decorations, there isn't a good place for the tree. It might be time for one of those renovations Robin mentioned, plus that porch inspection.

3 Winter
We're getting into a coffee-and-espresso routine in the morning. It's nice. And I managed to get to bed on time last night and was rewarded this morning when Seb told me I mean the world to him. No pressure! It was sweet, though. I gave him the Golden Pumpkin, belatedly.
I was running errands in town and stopped by the notice board. Robin's doing her 1000 pieces of wood promotion, and I really want to get the trees thinned, so I take her up on it. I also run into Sam, who seems to think Seb's and my marriage is funny, which irritates me, although I can tell he's lonely now that their game is at my place and it's harder to drop by. So I tell him to come over, any time. It's not like I spend a lot of time inside.

4 Winter
Seb thinks we should raise more slimes. Who are you to tell me how to run the farm? I think, and manage not to say. He has a point. They're pretty low maintenance if you get things set up properly. Another possible project.
I love my iridium axe. 1000 pieces of wood acquired with minimal effort, plus the mahogany grove is tidied up. I still have nearly half the farm to clear, and I do mean clear. With all these animals I need plenty of pasture, and I'm tired of hunting behind trees for truffles and hens. I leave just enough trees for some shade.
I do not get to bed on time, but when I walk in the bedroom Seb drowsily asks, "Are you coming to bed?" and I feel cared for. Especially since he seems to like my workaholic qualities.

5 Winter
The Friday wine load-out, more clearing, and the weekly night at the saloon. I have a half-baked idea of giving Abi my extra Golden Pumpkin to assuage the weirdness I've been feeling with her, but the trio is there, no privacy, and she seems back to normal, even if there is a little tightness in her face. Beers all round, except for Seb's coffee.
Since Seb's hanging out with his friends, I have plenty of time to spend with Leah. "Well?" she asks. "How's the brooding hero when he's at home?"
"Driven. Sweet. A tiger under the sheets."
"Really," she says, raising her eyebrows.
"Really," I say, grinning.
She raises her glass and says "To marital bliss." We drink to it quite a few times.
So many times, in fact, that I'm a little wobbly when Seb and I happen to exit at the same time. It would be romantic to walk home with him, clutching his arm rather tightly, but I rode Misty to the saloon. "Are you okay on horseback?" he says, eyeing Misty warily.
"Oh sure," I say, "She's very reliable even if I'm not."
I get home long before him, longer than I would have expected, and I wonder if he's detoured to say good night to Abi. For a moment I'm jealous, and wishing I were detouring to say good night to Abi. But then he gets home and I'm glad to see him, and more sober, and he's glad to see me.

7 Winter
Trees are cleared, I've topped 6 million, and the fish smoker and the dehydrators are in the bat cave. As far as I can tell the smoke isn't getting into the dehydrators.
Caroline's birthday, so I go prepared into town. I see Abi first, and want to chat with her and give her the pumpkin, but she's determinedly headed to Cindersap, or maybe just to hang out with Sam, and she's also determinedly nonchalant, so I stammer a hello, how are you, and watch her tromp off.
I also feel like testing the waters with Alex, who is quite happy to get one of my very best bottles of milk, and back to being obsessed with gridball. I guess he's OK.
Caroline's out, and Pierre refuses to tell me where she is, so I loiter around the shop as the sun goes down... and there by the tree I see an ice butterfly, glowing in the dusk. When I get home I go to the greenhouse to finish rearranging it and there's a little flock of them, like winter fireflies.
 
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