perception 25 July 2008
The house is full of boxes which are full of our junk – or at least the stuff that has not been recycled (charity shops, usually, or the Scrap Heap…but only then in extreme) and that is fine. The walls are NUDE cos maybe the builders might knock a thing or two off ‘em/smash into a painting or ‘thing’ by accident so that’s fine too – bare and strange but…and surely when it’s all done it’ll be worth it – yeah? However, weirdest thing is Herself, the G, is freaked by how I now look in the living room in front of the tv – it must be something to do with the light which is skewed cos of all the packing boxes stacked together and warping it (?) She is inclined to sit on me, tail VERY agitated, then HISSSSSING if I ask her anything at all (I always have lots of things I need her opinion on) and reluctantly, hissing all the way, she eventually abandons her position. It’s like she’s proving a point but I don’t know what. And I am the EXPERT on knowing what she wants, needs, the lot, in the human world cos I have known her for 18/19, probably more, years….what can it be?
