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Share Your World 2015 – Week 11

It’s Share Your World again! Here are Cee’s questions for this week…

List 2 things you have to be happy about?

I’m feeling better than I was. At this time last year, my mental state was getting pretty bad. Now, I can still feel the darkness with me. I know it is there, just out of my line of sight, waiting for any sign of weakness. I am trying to fight it. It’s hard, but I have some hope. Hope that things will be better one day. I don’t know when, or how. I just have hope. That keeps the darkness at bay, for now.
I am enjoying my artsy stuff. At this time last year, I was forcing myself to draw because I needed to find something to enjoy and do something besides work. Now, it comes naturally. I look forward to getting my supplies out and creating something, however good or bad it may be.

Do you prefer ketchup or mustard or mayonnaise?

It depends what I’m putting it on. Ketchup is for regular french fries and tourtiere (meat pie…a Canadian thing). Mustard is for sausages and deli sandwiches (I like honey mustard or Dijon). Both can go on hamburgers. Mayo is just ick. I’m not sure if it is the taste, or the colour I don’t like. Maybe both.

If you were to paint a picture of your childhood, what colors would you use?

I would use basic colours, the kind that would come in a kid’s finger paint set. Probably red, blue, yellow and green. I had a good childhood, an innocent one. I had my family and friends. I learned to read, tie my shoes and ride my bike. I coloured on the walls, scrapped my knees and got sent to my room for being bad. I had a typical childhood, I did everything a kid was supposed to do. For that, I will be forever grateful. I was a serious kid and often had to be reminded to smile. I’m not sure why. I don’t remember what went on in my head as a kid. That’s just the way I was.

Do you prefer a bath or shower?

Shower! It is fastest. There are so many other things I need to do/would rather do.

Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?

Last Week: My sister was in town, a bunch of us went out to the Ritz for afternoon tea. It was to celebrate her getting engaged. It was fun to dress up a bit and do something out of the ordinary. The Ritz was quite fancy. They had beautiful chandeliers and a Cinderella staircase. Even the tea nibbles were fancy.

This Week: I am having a really hard time thinking of anything. All I can think of is all the work I have to get done in the next few days. Let’s go with St. Patrick’s Day celebrations. The parade is this coming weekend and my family, cousins and all, usually go together to watch.

Happy St. Patrick’s Day Everyone!!

March Mayhem

I have a headache today and my cat is being super cute trying to cheer me up, so I thought I’d share a story about her.

Last year at this time, my life was in shambles…literally! It all started on St. Patrick’s Day. The husband and I went to the parade with the family as usual. We came home after the parade because I had work to do. Oh, the joys of academia. I was sitting at the coffee table with my work spread out around me when I noticed Ewok, my cat, wasn’t with me. When I am home she is constantly under foot or sitting with me, so it was unusual to not have her by my side. I got up to look for her. She was in the bedroom staring at a large pool of green liquid.

OMG!! There was green goop pouring in from the light fixture on the ceiling of our walk in closet! It had already flooded out of the closet into the bedroom! Ahhhh, my clothes!! I’m so thankful Ewok got up to investigate. Who knows who long it would have taken me to notice otherwise. Thank you Ewok!

Our bedroom carpet and the walk-in were wrecked. At least my clothes survived. All the furniture and clothes had to come out of the bedroom to replace the carpet and fix the closet. Now, we live in a 1.5 apartment. Where is all this stuff going to go?! There was only one choice…the living area. Our sofa and chairs and kitchen table were covered in piles of clothes. The dresser was standing on it’s end in the middle of the room with the drawers (also full of clothes) all out on the floor. We could barely move around the apartment. It was awful for us, but not for Ewok. She was in heaven! Piles of clothes to cover with her fuzz and new places to hide. What more could the fluffy little nut want? She adopted the turned over dresser as her new bed which we referred to as her kitty apartment. So at least she got some thing out of it.

Great green gobs of gook! Happy St. Patrick’s Day indeed.