Monday, July 5, 2010
I had those big plans for spring, going on autumn, cleaning that never materialized, and the grand organizational plan also didn't happen. I did host a craft night at my house and did some illustration and took care of a complete medical check up that I've been putting off for years. I refuse to beat myself up for not getting more done, I want to, but I refuse.
After all, left to my own devices I learned a few revealing if unflattering truths about my little self, things like..... I will eat corn from the can rather than cook. I can't get rid of craft stuff even if it's been unused for years. I have a book hoarding problem, I hardly ever make my bed,. I talk to myself in public! and this is the worst... I talk to the cats, I have two, Daisy and Bijou. I'm just pointing out that there are two just encase you think I hoard cats too. I was brushing Daisy yesterday (who sheds enough fur to make a whole new cat every other day) and Camille and I happened to make eye contact as I was warbling on in that singsongy voice to the CAT! and I suddenly saw what she must see, DEMENTED CAT LADY! nattering away to an animal who, lets face it, only tolerates me because I feed it.
Now don't get me wrong, I like to be a considered a little odd, but cat lady? that just isn't the kind of odd I was going for. I believe I had something more romantic and artsy in mind. I may need to get out more.