I have an office, which obviously has a door. I also live with three cats. The plan to close said door and write in peace was sheer fantasy. Cats don’t like their humans being behind closed doors. They will scratch and beg to be let in, often just to nap nearby or even walk away, smugly satisfied.
Today, one of the little beasties got it into her head that she wanted my worship. She’s supposed to be the laptop, not the machine absorbing my attention.
A reasonable person would expect this feline attention seeker to vocalize. But no. Unfortunately, this cat devised other means from when I wore headphones to drown out distracting sounds. So she doesn’t meow. She sits on the guest bed near my elbow and drags her nails down the back of my upper arm.
I refused to get off my computer, though. A deadline is a deadline. All I needed was to finish one chapter. Surely she could wait that long.
I tried a variety of techniques to appease my little queen, all to no avail. She didn’t much care for the desk space I cleared. Efforts at coaxing her to settle on the bed failed. Still, I persevered. I stayed on the page. Eventually she got bored, wandering off long enough for me to reach my goal. Sweet!
Now the chapter is finished, ending with an unexpected twist to fuel my next installment. Success feels good.
It’s kitty feeding time, though. I better do my duty. All three are likely to converge on me and things could get ugly.
What personal goal do you have this week?