[F-LOCKED]* Lots of stuff
Not a whole lot going on lately, I'm happy to report. Well, aside from a bit of idiocy the other night, but that's all been taken care of.
Well, some things have been going on. Things I'm only allowed to blog about under F-lock. I'm watching Sherlock on the floor, playing with his cat, (probably) arguing with someone on the internet, and drawing all at the same time. The king of multi-tasking, right there, people.
There's been a bit of progress lately. Negotiations to get there were tough, but we worked it out. Basically, I cannot tell him to go to bed anymore. I don't know if this is indefinite or just until he decides he's done with the new experiment though. Calling it an experiment did get him more keen to try, though. What I'm talking about is the whole issue with red. We've still not quite got that far, but I am pleased to report that at 35 years old, the man has eaten his first apple. I'm not sure if he liked it, but there you go. It's a slow process, but my hope is that maybe with a better diet, his sleep patterns might mellow out naturally.
In other big news, and related to the first bit of this entry, he more or less broke into mscontrarymary's flat the other day to make himself a bacon sandwich. It sounds ridiculous, but he did. And ignoring the breaking in part (still don't know what goes through his head when he does that), it's actually a good thing. It takes him a long time to get to the point where he'll trust someone else's kitchen (he ate nothing but take-away from the same three restaurants for the first three months we were together). So progress all over, I'm quite pleased to report.
Not really related to any of this, a few months ago, ssarah_s suggested that I take Sherlock on holiday for a bit. With my schedule finally mellowing out a bit, I'm doing just that. We'll be spending the second half of November in France, where Sherlock has some family. I'm not actually sure where in France, and we probably won't be with them the whole time anyway. So, we'll be offline for that time. Or, I'll be offline, and he'll probably be glued to his phone the whole time. Like the brat he is.
While we're gone, does anyone want to take care of Maurice? I'm not sure I want him skulking around here for two weeks while we're gone.
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Well, some things have been going on. Things I'm only allowed to blog about under F-lock. I'm watching Sherlock on the floor, playing with his cat, (probably) arguing with someone on the internet, and drawing all at the same time. The king of multi-tasking, right there, people.
There's been a bit of progress lately. Negotiations to get there were tough, but we worked it out. Basically, I cannot tell him to go to bed anymore. I don't know if this is indefinite or just until he decides he's done with the new experiment though. Calling it an experiment did get him more keen to try, though. What I'm talking about is the whole issue with red. We've still not quite got that far, but I am pleased to report that at 35 years old, the man has eaten his first apple. I'm not sure if he liked it, but there you go. It's a slow process, but my hope is that maybe with a better diet, his sleep patterns might mellow out naturally.
In other big news, and related to the first bit of this entry, he more or less broke into mscontrarymary's flat the other day to make himself a bacon sandwich. It sounds ridiculous, but he did. And ignoring the breaking in part (still don't know what goes through his head when he does that), it's actually a good thing. It takes him a long time to get to the point where he'll trust someone else's kitchen (he ate nothing but take-away from the same three restaurants for the first three months we were together). So progress all over, I'm quite pleased to report.
Not really related to any of this, a few months ago, ssarah_s suggested that I take Sherlock on holiday for a bit. With my schedule finally mellowing out a bit, I'm doing just that. We'll be spending the second half of November in France, where Sherlock has some family. I'm not actually sure where in France, and we probably won't be with them the whole time anyway. So, we'll be offline for that time. Or, I'll be offline, and he'll probably be glued to his phone the whole time. Like the brat he is.
While we're gone, does anyone want to take care of Maurice? I'm not sure I want him skulking around here for two weeks while we're gone.
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