The human female was finally able to order her snorkels. I made it a little hard for her, because she finally found some affordable ones at Rampartmart. She had to order them online, because the local bricks-and-mortar store didn’t have as many as she wanted to buy. I mean, who buys THIRTY snorkels all at once?
Now the human female and her Prep Staff have a tax-free card to use when they shop at the local Rampartmart, but of course they could not be allowed to use that number online. Oh, no, no! The human female had to set up an account and choose a password and send them a copy of the Department’s State of Taxes tax-free status before they’d even let her buy them.
They just arrived. Sigyn, let’s see what we’ve got.
They’re green! I don’t know what I was expecting, but it wasn’t green. I approve.
There are a lot of them— a whole mountain for Sigyn to climb, but I don’t think there are thirty here.
Eleven, twelve, thirteen…. Nope. Not thirty! Looks like the internet is no better than bricks and mortar. The human female is hoping that when she finds the packing slip it says that more are coming from somewhere else.
Sigyn has never used a snorkel. It’s easy, my love. One end goes in your mouth and the other sticks up above the water into the air.
This is not how I imagined this would go…
(later) A lot of huffing and puffing and a little dab of Vaseline and some steady traction, and I finally have my sweetie back.
Oh, now you want to try on the included goggles? Didn’t I just rescue you? Be careful with these! They’re not like lab goggles. These are for diving and the nose bit is covered. They’re kiddie sized, and if they fit tightly, you’re not going to be able to breathe.
Yeah, somehow I don’t think that’s going to be a problem…