Yesterday I did something that I haven’t done in a couple of years, at least: I did not touch my computer all day long. It sat unattended during that entire period, wondering when I was going to come back and caress it with my gentle fingers, but bravely kept its silence. Warning: if your computer starts talking to you about using it, you may need medication.
Anyway, there was a dual reason for this, so my absence from the internet was completely understandable. One was the usual Wednesday stuff. At my son’s school, Wednesday is always a half-day, so instead of coming home at 3:30pm, he comes home at 1:30pm. This is the reason that, if you happen to watch my word-count tweets during the week, I usually only write 2,000 words rather than 4,000 words on Wednesdays. If I get lucky and the child goes to his grandma’s for the afternoon, I can get that elusive extra 2,000, but it’s not a guarantee. As I have said before, I really don’t write well (or at all) with other people in the house.
Second reason for dereliction of my internet-related duties: we got a cat.
If there’s one thing most people know about me, it’s that I don’t like cats. It doesn’t help that I am very allergic to them, and consequently can’t even touch them for fear of an allergic reaction. So it may be a little surprising that my family has adopted a feline. When a cat is right there in your house, there’s no escaping its dander. I’m setting myself up for a fall.
The thing is, my wife and son are not allergic, and for years they have been advocating for a cat adoption. I’ve been able to ward them off all this time by reminding them just how allergic I am, but when we visited Animal Control this Saturday to pay our dog-licensing fee, my family fell in love with a little, tan female stray that was just as tiny and friendly as could be. And because I’m not made of stone, I agreed to let the cat come home with us.