I won't go into details here and probably won't publish the post as it has too many identifiers about those involved in my truth seeking mission. But just writing it made me think and re-evaluate the way I look at others.
I have always strived to keep an open unbiased mind. I try to emulate my son as he is the most open-minded and accepting person I know. I don't know where he got this from but he is my hero! I will try harder in the future to accept everyone as they are and not have the 'holier-than-thou' attitude I now realize that I sometimes display.
OK, that is enough of that topic. What I was going to write about (before my fingers and mind started to go off on a tangent) was what I've been up to for the past few days.
I've been continuing on my goal to reorganize my stamp collection. I've now got all the stamps organized in the binders and each page has been stamped and scanned into the computer. I still have to figure out a way to transfer the tags to the new pages so I don't have to re-type them all. Not a job I'm looking forward to but I will if necessary as in the long run it makes my crafting so much easier when I'm looking for a particular stamp.
I made sure I had them all in the computer before I left home to house/pet sit for my friends. My thinking was that I would have ample time to start to work on it while I'm away. Hah!! Here it is day 3 since my arrival and I haven't even opened the program yet! If I ever got off my butt and ran for office I'd win procrastinator of the month (year? decade? maybe even century?).
On the flip side, I've been able to visit with an old friend and my in-laws so all has not been wasted. I also plan to spend some time with my son and with my niece as well as do some shopping.
I don't think I mentioned my friends' hell cat after I pet sat last month. I was supposed to move the cat into the garage while some workers were here. 'No problem', I said. 'She likes me', I said.
Well I quickly discovered just how wrong I was! First I picked her up and carried her to the garage door. She wasn't happy about me carrying her but she tolerated it. When I opened the door and tried to put her inside, she quickly turned about and head for the hills before I could shut the door. After about a half hour of pleading and trying to bribe her, I was able to coax her to allow me to try again with a lot more squirming and the same end result. 'Aha!', says I. 'I'll just put her in my cats' crate and put her into the garage that way', says me, pleased with myself for being so wise.
Boy, did she school me!! There was no way in hell that she was going into that crate. I swear to God she doubled in size and her legs (and attached talons) multiplied! My reward for attempting to put her there? I'm sure you can guess....yup, she ripped my leg and hand to shreds! Needless to say, she won the battle and the war! I retreated to my corner to try to staunch the flow of blood from my wounds.
As I mentioned, this was about a month ago and after a round of antibiotics, my wounds are healing. I think I'm going to have some nasty scars to remember her by though.
Now here is where I once again show just how dumb I can be. Same cat, different scenario...
Here I am house sitting again. Day 1 and I'm feeding my kitties like a good servant should. As the hell cat is leery of my dog, I pick her up to take her to the food so she can have her share. Well, that was the intention. When I picked her up she showed me very clearly that she hadn't forgiven me for trying to stuff her into a crate. I am now sporting a couple of scratches on my face. Luckily for me, she wasn't able to get a good enough swipe at me to do any major damage. End result? We have agreed to keep our distance from each other. I put food out and she eats it when I'm out of the room. Should I come within 10 feet of her she rapidly departs after giving me a look that I can only translate into the equivalent to a person showing me a raised middle finger.
Maybe next time she'll let me get close enough to pat her but you can be guaranteed that I won't be pushing my limits again unless I'm wearing full body armour. Her claws should be considered lethal weapons!
On another topic entirely, I've been invited to participate in another watercolour class. It sounds very interesting and fun. I just have to decide if I want to go on a road trip this fall or not. If I do decide on the road trip, I plan to be away for about a month so it wouldn't make sense to take the classes. Alternatively, I could save the money I would spend on the road trip and use it to spend a week or two somewhere warm in February. Decisions, decisions! Such a rough life I have!
WOW! If you actually stayed until the end of this collection of random thoughts, you really do need to get a life! And you now know just why I gave my blog its title. Wandering mind, indeed!
Until we meet again, take care. And beware of psychotic kitties!!
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