They use the house for weekends and holidays now. Shortly after Mulder moved to Arlington, Scully followed. It made sense, since she spent most of her time in his condo and her lease was up anyway.
Scully has decided that this year, she’s going to try her hand at cooking a Thanksgiving dinner. Wednesday afternoon, they made a grocery run, along with the rest of the last minute shoppers, and loaded up on supplies. In case of disaster, they also made sure to stock up on frozen pizza. The refrigerator and cupboards are now overflowing.
In the weeks leading up to the big day, Scully had prepared a folder on her computer labeled RECIPES. She thought she might collect a few essentials or even try something a little exotic, but she was immediately overwhelmed on the sheer amount of ways there was to cook a turkey. In the end, she chose the simplest and highest rated versions of dishes she intended to make and made her grocery list from there.
Thursday morning, she woke late. Late for her, anyway. But, Mulder had gotten up with the dog, kissed her cheek as she burrowed down under the covers, and told her to go back to bed. She happily complied and the next time she opens her eyes, it’s nearly eight o’clock.
The forecast called for a mild day, but it’s still chilly that morning. Luckily, she keeps an oversized sweater and a pair of slippers on the chair by their bed to slip into when it’s too cold to walk around barefoot. She has her warmest pair of flannel pajamas on, navy blue with white piping, but sometimes it isn’t enough. Unbeknownst to her, Mulder is going to have central heating installed as an early Christmas present. He tried to get it scheduled before Thanksgiving, but it didn’t work out. Two weeks from now though, she won’t have to worry about cold feet.