so i took that handfull of scraps from yesterday, all cat hair and cat dust, plopped it . Went to work.
back Home, hung it to dry. When you flatten it between thumb and forefinger, you can roll off a wad of hair and wipe it on your levis. Nice.
Encouraged, i dumped the entire baskets worth into the bowl. A lot. Went off to finish the final coat of Window Blue. Rinsing, i realized how it would take maybe forever to hang each scrap, some the size of a quarter of a postage stamp.
Fixed the large piece of cloth to the refrigerator door with magnets. It's right next to the sink where i rinsed and then did the between the finger thing to roll off the hair, and pinned.
Being in the kitchen, Tay was hoping this had something to do with food.
and here we have it.
Some days ago there was a conversation, voice to voice, where it was clear that the Other Person was less than spellbound by this blog. Really, just didn't know what to think and so decided to think nothing. And i am looking at these last couple days and anticipating the next few days and i Understand. NOT spellbinding. And since the Rock is inside for who knows how long, this might become the norm. There is no urge toward any drama. It's Quiet and slow and Soft and well, nothing much. And it feels very good.
I'll have to leave for a minute here and go to Dana's blog so i can bring back some things she has posted about that i like very much. Should have done that ahead of time, but in keeping with how it's going, i didn't.
OK, back. Dana's blog ravenandsparrow.typepad.com . The post is yesterdays, 2/2 and addresses Organizing one's stuff, Clutter. The book that she references is The Life Changing Magic of Tidying UP. in the book, the author gives as criteria for keeping or throwing is whether, When Touched, the object gives you a feeling of joy. So i am thinking about this. A Lot. You should read the post. Dana also lets us look inside her closet which i thought was thrilling, looking inside Dana's closet…. and i SMILE when i type that…funny…me….What would that less than spellbound person think about me being so happy about Dana's closet…smile more. And i am thinking in terms of Stuff but also Stuff that i keep in my Mind. which would be repetative thoughts…. Do i love them then? Do they provide Joy? And then, like i am, i begin thinking about what exactly JOY is?
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