Much to my consternation, this is where I found Ivy late yesterday afternoon. I had no idea what she was so intent on watching. But I figured maybe it was the shadows coming in from the living room window. Although I know she is kind of fascinated by the chain on the door as well.
So I went on doing what I was doing and came back later.
And she was still there, not having moved hardly at all. This went on for about a half hour.
I told her she was going to get a crick in her neck. Do people even say that anymore? Probably not. Growing up I heard the phrase “you’re going to get a crick in your neck” a lot and it came back to me as I watched her.
Ivy is such a funny cat. She’s not like any other cat I’ve lived with. She’s innately curious which means I’ve had to take most of the decor off table surfaces in my apartment. Above you saw it as it was.
With her jumping up there looking at and pawing shadows, I had the good sense to take all the glass decor down. Because I figured with her big size, she was going to knock something down and break it before long.
Ivy is one of the reasons my decor interests have changed I suppose. It’s like having a toddler in the house, when you remove everything off the surfaces just to be safe.
But I guess there’s another reason. I don’t move things about like I once did. In this size apartment, unless I changed the whole theme, there’s nothing much to decorate and take photos of. It’s not like I own the place and can renovate rooms.
I know many of you like the decorating posts, but there’s just not much to see right now. I’m not the sort to decorate just for the sake of decorating in order to take photos and then take it all down. That just seems fake.
I can’t create something out of thin air. I could go to Pinterest and take photos from there and do round up posts. But I don’t think you’re much interested in that. You can go to Pinterest yourself.
I love to write about Charlie and Ivy and their daily antics. Charlie has really slowed down in the past few months, so I’m trying to focus a lot of my attention on him.
But that leaves me with somewhat of a conundrum. Is it satisfying enough for you readers to see photos of gardening and the pets and posts about books here?
I’m really into books right now. I spend a good part of my evenings reading. Once or twice I’ve considered starting a book blog. Sometimes I even wish that’s what I’d started out with in the first place.
For one thing people have less to find fault with because they can judge a book by its cover or by its merit between the pages. It seems safer in many ways. That way they aren’t judging you. And there’s been a bit of judgment here of late.
Ten years of writing this blog and suddenly judges were beginning to come out of the woodwork. Most of you are very thoughtful and considerate and well meaning. But there’s always a few to stir the pot. Not that bringing your own point of view into the comments is bad or anything. Except when it gets kind of hateful.
You have to be fairly thick-skinned to be a blogger anyway. But sometimes you wonder why you’re even bothering when you have to go over and over a post with a fine-toothed comb to see if there’s anything that might be considered grounds for judgment. And then somehow miss the very thing that ends up getting judged.
It’s not fun to write within those parameters. The wind kind of blew out of my sails. Words were hard to come by, when before they just drifted in and out of my head on a consistent basis.
I even completely deleted one post. Because I spent one whole weekend walking around here in a quandary trying to figure out what I was doing wrong. And being upset about it. It clouded my days there for awhile.
I even considered closing the whole kit and kaboodle down. Instead I began moderating comments. I’ve never liked doing that, because it seems a bit like censorship. I know most of the bloggers I read do moderate comments these days. It’s better than the alternative, though a bit more work.
Anyway, if you don’t like books and pets and gardening, you might want to skip reading this blog. I’ve only got 725 square feet and these days I don’t like to change things up in here much. I have things basically where I want them except for a few areas where Ivy doesn’t prowl.
So what is it you really like reading about? I’ve always tried to write what you want to read about.
But maybe there comes a time when that changes. Maybe after ten years, I might just write whatever I want to write about. And if you like it and read it, fine. If you don’t, no worries.
I had plans to write different types of series about women. But then I got to thinking: what if the women get judged too? I’d feel really bad about bringing them into something like that.
Sometimes I think if I had it all to do over, I’d have become a nature photographer. Being in the outdoors and capturing the ins and outs of nature really appeals to me. It is ever changing, yet somehow stays the same.
So I guess I’ll just plod along for the time being trying to get my mojo back. Or give up and spend my time doing something else entirely.