I thoroughly enjoyed your piece this morning. I found myself chuckling at some of the aspects that others might consider “idiosyncratic.” I appreciate the peculiar and the revelation of your whimsical behaviors, which are simply the result of your unique nature. I may consider exploring the Swedish detective murder mystery further.
Regarding the writing workshop, it sounds quite enticing. However, I must admit that I am a project starter. The to-do list that I refer to as “do that?” seems to be staring back at me, and while I am filled with excitement, I am also overwhelmed by the sheer number of tasks on it…I keep asking myself, “why do I keep doing this?” So —having my usual tea, now coffee and a mental ‘chin wag’ at your offer - CHEERS!
…’because she loves a good view’ is priceless (my cat Fred would do the same thing) and has encouraged me to bare my soul.
True story: One of my grandchildren spilled a sippy cup of apple juice on our rug. The lid popped off (not the deluxe model apparently) and created two primary disaster zones. I’m not a fan of sticky carpets so scrub I did, increasing the size of the disaster zones substantially.
So… with no foam rollers to be had, I used an array of available props - shoes, candles and such. My neighbour popped by and saw the new chic living room fashion effort and asked if there was a family of camels living under our rug…
I chuckled and told her it was either a family of rats - obviously the smaller ‘lumps’ were the baby rats or an alien science project. She didn’t laugh or chuckle actually.
If only I would have had Fred’s remote control action toy back then. Imagine her reaction if a lump or two rolled randomly around under the carpet.
In my opinion, your former neighbor has no sense of humor - your rat quip was hilarious. Though if it were me visiting, I might have gone over to perk at the cute, little rodents. 🐀
I'm no good at doing dishes. I keep finding dirty ones when I go to put them away and have to rewash them, which kind of sucks, because dishes are definitely on the lowest ten on my "favorite" jobs list. Put it this way, I'd rather shovel donkey poop out of the stall than do dishes. 😂 Maybe we should just make finger foods and eat them straight off the cooking pans.
I thoroughly enjoyed your piece this morning. I found myself chuckling at some of the aspects that others might consider “idiosyncratic.” I appreciate the peculiar and the revelation of your whimsical behaviors, which are simply the result of your unique nature. I may consider exploring the Swedish detective murder mystery further.
Regarding the writing workshop, it sounds quite enticing. However, I must admit that I am a project starter. The to-do list that I refer to as “do that?” seems to be staring back at me, and while I am filled with excitement, I am also overwhelmed by the sheer number of tasks on it…I keep asking myself, “why do I keep doing this?” So —having my usual tea, now coffee and a mental ‘chin wag’ at your offer - CHEERS!
If you end up watching The Breakthrough - tell me what you think! I need more perspectives on this show!
And chin wagging at the idea of workshop - I hear interest? :)
…’because she loves a good view’ is priceless (my cat Fred would do the same thing) and has encouraged me to bare my soul.
True story: One of my grandchildren spilled a sippy cup of apple juice on our rug. The lid popped off (not the deluxe model apparently) and created two primary disaster zones. I’m not a fan of sticky carpets so scrub I did, increasing the size of the disaster zones substantially.
So… with no foam rollers to be had, I used an array of available props - shoes, candles and such. My neighbour popped by and saw the new chic living room fashion effort and asked if there was a family of camels living under our rug…
I chuckled and told her it was either a family of rats - obviously the smaller ‘lumps’ were the baby rats or an alien science project. She didn’t laugh or chuckle actually.
If only I would have had Fred’s remote control action toy back then. Imagine her reaction if a lump or two rolled randomly around under the carpet.
Too bad they moved.
Yes, a whole array of objects!! Brilliant. Love your approach and your neighbour's reaction!!
In my opinion, your former neighbor has no sense of humor - your rat quip was hilarious. Though if it were me visiting, I might have gone over to perk at the cute, little rodents. 🐀
is this for me ?! :)
can you provide the dets, please?
I'm no good at doing dishes. I keep finding dirty ones when I go to put them away and have to rewash them, which kind of sucks, because dishes are definitely on the lowest ten on my "favorite" jobs list. Put it this way, I'd rather shovel donkey poop out of the stall than do dishes. 😂 Maybe we should just make finger foods and eat them straight off the cooking pans.
My daughter calls it “girl dinner” where we just eat random finger foods (basically eat whatever we want). I’m all about girl dinner!
Cool! Cheese & crackers and cookies for dinner! 😎
Yep! Sometimes that’s exactly the right thing to do.