Super Geek!

My husband came to the youth theater rehearsal I was directing last night to work on some set pieces. He usually only works set on weekends when nobody is there, so his goal was to be totally inconspicuous. But the second and third graders treated him like a walking stim video. They were totally absorbed by his painting and drilling and clapped for him when he began or finished a task.

The children, in the middle of their scene, suddenly seeing that my husband is about to put the first stroke of white paint over a wall: WAIT can we watch please please please?

When I was a kid, I thought whirlpools were going to present much more of an issue than they actually do

He’s doing such a good job, there’s no water flow

God, I can't tell you how much the "there's not enough enrichment in my enclosure" joke has helped my mental health. Because, for some reason I can't comprehend, pretending that I'm a zoo keeper caring for an animal (which is also me) just makes everything easier to comprehend. Like "Your head gets screwey when you're apartment is messy" just doesn't carry as much resonance as "The tiger becomes agitated when its enclosure is cluttered" because then I'll be like, no shit? The tiger? I've gotta keep things nice and clean for the tiger.