Christmas was great and all that good stuff, but what I really want to write about is how I just repaired the dryer. Myself. First it must be noted that the reason why it needed to be repaired is my fault: I love to clean out the lint catcher thing. I find it very satisfying. So two days ago I did just that in preparation for a load of wash to dry. But while the lint catcher thing was out (I could google the official name of said piece, but really), I also decided to rearrange the overflowing recycling bag that sits upon the dryer. It sits there so that it's less at kitty-nose-height, as it usually is on the floor. Recycled kitty canned food is just too tempting for Scrabble and Clue. Unfortunately, in my rearranging I managed to knock a cardboard food cover thing from the recycling bag into the now open lint chute. And down it went. As irretrievable as ever a cardboard food cover thing could be. Hoping that somehow the dryer was smarter than me and it would fig
"In the midst of winter I found in me an Invincible Summer." - Camus ...On exploring strength in its many forms: strong people, strong writing, strong curiosity, obsessions, stances, and loves. Strength as a concept wide enough to encompass fear, truth, vulnerability, and joy.