Cat Lady
My daughter just returned from her exchange program in France and I have to admit that I only got round to cleaning the bathrooms two days before she returned.
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.
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.
Only two cats? You're only in the very earliest stages of cat lady, my dear!
ReplyDeleteClay just got back from three weeks working on a sailboat down in Baja California, and I didn't get any of my planned things done. Today was pretty much a total wash as far as any substantive work. But it's times like this where I remember your delightful little description many years ago about being a "bad Buddhist," and I celebrate the things I DID get done.
I recently saw another quote about this kind of thing... lemme go dig it up... here it is!
Ralph Waldo Emerson: "Finish every day and be done with it. For manners and for wise living it is a vice to remember. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities not doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. ... This day...is too dear, with its hopes and invitations, to waste on the rotten yesterdays."
xoxo from Chicago,
Katje
well said! I Love it, and will start practicing it tomorrow.
ReplyDeletexoxox from the back of beyond
Caron