I understand, when you’re about to spend eight hours in a public place, that you might want to smell a bit nice, but was the ritual bath in ox musk really necessary, lady? I thought perhaps I’d be able to get to my desk before the morning’s first allergy attack…
In other news…lots and lots to do, shrinking window of time in which to do it all – makes me a very busy and quiet little bee.
There is a cat asleep on my foot right now. She was nuzzling, and drifted off. Thought you’d all want to know that. (Lilly has fallen asleep on her back with her feet on a pillow and her head on my foot. Now Arthur comes in, plops down in the same pose, and meows expectantly. Pet me, please?)
She was on my lap earlier – a fact of which my allergies are still reminding me. Got to work today and was greeted with the lovely smell of floor stripping chemicals; it has not been a good day for my nose.
I’ve started making my very first quilt. It’s very simple, just little squares – 280 squares to be exact, my shoulders felt every one of them – but it should be big enough to fit on my bed when I’m through.