Mar 14, 2014 07:08
It's 6:45 on a Friday morning in March and it's pitch black outside. Or maybe it only looks that way because I'm sitting in the kitchen with the lights on. I can see my windchimes through the kitchen window swinging gently back and forth in the morning breeze. It's weird that they're rocking side to side in unison, so that the dangling bits aren't knocking against each other at all. It's completely silent. Strange.
I am so ready for the weekend and my upcoming trip.
Sekrit Project: I've been working on a Sekrit Project that I hope to be able to announce soon. The work has been fun so far, with a couple of minor stress points because, well, there's a reason they call it work. And the human element is always entertaining. I'm enjoying this process, though, in a way I guess I didn't expect to, and I'm really glad about that. It's making me think about other, future projects that I might pursue. I didn't expect that and so I'm letting it sit in the back of my brain and just stew. We'll see what comes of it.
Zeke: Zeke is a year and a half old at this point. He's fully grown and has mellowed considerably from his kittenish ways. He still, however, loves a good cuddle, and insists on nursing on my bathrobe or pajamas, and drooling in delight as he does so. He's also shedding like crazy, in a way that Sophie hasn't started to, yet. Even as I type, he's in my lap, purring and kneading and drooling and shedding and demanding my attention. I think the fact that I find all this endearing (even the kind-of-gross parts, like the drooling) only proves that it would be folly--sheer folly--for me ever to consider adding more felines to the household. I am one cat away from doom as a crazy cat lady.