Old-Fashioned Fruitcake
Rule ONE. VERY IMPORTANT. Do not allow other cats to bite you in the bum.
Either learn to fight, or learn to run. Because humans are uptight beings, and if they find a sizeable hole in your hindquarters that did not appear in the original design, you will be shoveled into the Box of Illimitable Dread and this will happen:
There is a category on this blog marked Current Obsession. It is there for a reason. Generally my current obsession is either worked off in library books, or in handwork – the DPN/hook case, for example, or the Dishonour Cow. (Sometimes it is worked off in books about handwork.)
Frequently, however, the more hands-on obsessions are unwise to pursue, or at the very least imprudent, and this is why I use the Caped Gooseberry as a Sensible Sounding Board, because he doesn’t fall under the enchantment that the putative project projects on to me (or that the putative projects project on to me, if plural).
On the other hand, I can be very persuasive when in the grip of an obsession. Continue & Comment
There are some things that life cannot prepare you for. And one of those things is the inevitable encounter at close quarters with people who Do Things Differently.
I’m not talking about the culture shock that frequently accompanies trips to another part of the planet. No, I’m talking about the first time you start sharing domesticity with someone outside your family, and find that the things you took for granted – didn’t even realize were a thing to be taken for granted, even – are not inevitable, are not even non-negotiable.
