Run rabbit

The last two days have been exhausting... run here, run there, run back again the next day. It all started with a simple thing; pick up some blackout curtains that had been ordered for the bedroom. Of course we stopped for what turned out to be an excellent lunch and a visit to what is probably the most eclectic boutique in Brisbane on the hunt for a black bag... preferably a non boring one. One small slave lucked out on that quest, but He did slope off to the games store conveniently located across from it.

After lots of hemming and hawing He purchased a game to run on the PC. He has deliberately avoided buying a gaming machine because... well as the Skyrim incident showed he has a problem stopping for life or sex or... actually anything that isn't the game. But as we needed to stay at home and not spend for a few weeks and one is in possession of book two of "The Kingkiller Chronicle" ... well, it seemed like a good time to unleash the inner gamer.

Of course life being unrepentant in her sense of humour the game refused to play. Actually it refused to load first off and then refused to play. Unfortunately it is a known glitch with that particular game, so back to the shop we went today. That was how we came home bearing the Star Wars limited edition Xbox 360... oh and of course the game in that format.

Really, it made perfect sense at the time...

Of course it was shortly after that we found out the real reason why you take your non-gaming slave with you. Someone has to organise the boot of the car to fit all this stuff...

Of course it was also later that we found out why you actually have a slave, as we had to rearrange the entire bedroom to fit the little beast...

Our trunk of toys is now in the lounge for the moment, we need a shelf under the projector screen for the Kinect Sensor... which is why the box had to be moved as He is too tall for the sensor to read him if he is too close.

All of this means a road trip to IKEA (they do a particularly nice invisible mounted shelf) and the local hardware store for castors for the box so it can be put back in the bedroom and be movable (without slave power)... the damn thing weighs a ton.

So that is next weekend taken care of...

No doubt while He is busy, one small slave will be screwing things other than him