When doing the dishes is enjoyable

You know you've been too busy when you appreciate the feel of sudsy hot water while looking through the window to watch the antics of squirrels acting... squirrely.  :)

Christopher has his car back, we have ours (patched up to make it run!), and my husband finished his two weeks of early semester work at the bookstore.  I feel I have survived a marathon.  As I said in the last post, I lived my life for many years at high speed.  Perhaps the gift chronic illness has given me is the way it forces one to slow down.

Victoria is in a snit, having received little attention recently.  We have decided Sasha and Storm thought they were human as they came to live with us when they were weaned from their Mama.  Victoria, on the other hand, was a rescued cat (our vet says she is around four years old now) and came with... issues. 

For instance, she thinks it is just hilarious to stalk my feet and jump out when I least expect it.  I think she has had too much time to ponder recently and this is what she has come up with...

I had to sit her down and have a serious human-kitty discussion.  I let her know that there is now time to sit and watch Jane Austen or an Anne movie or perhaps a couple of cooking shows with a cat curled up on my lap. 

She can sit beside me as I work on the Book Recommendations list or some pantry ponderings.  However, all of this will only happen if she does not cause serious injury when her human is walking beside the forest green swivel chair in the living room.  Sheesh...