Dumb witch moments
So this happened.
*has a binding suspended in sweet liquid in a narrow-necked bottle that I want to transport to another container*
*gets majority of liquid out, but can’t get binding out, as it has expanded over time*
*decides to go outside and break bottle to get binding out*
*loses binding amongst the grass like an idiot*
*decides to search for it, because I fancy myself a Responsible Witch(TM) and don’t want to be unable to release the subject of the binding later on*
*sun goes down, must stop searching*
*goes out next day, and of course the area is now infested with gnats and bugs because it’s full of sugary liquid*
*finds binding, which is being feasted on*
“I AM A RESPONSIBLE WITCH(TM)!”
*takes bug-infested binding inside, soaks in isopropyl alcohol to hopefully kill everything and sterilize it*
*puts hole-y, ink bled, dirt stained binding back in remainder of liquid like nothing fucking happened*
“I am a Responsible Witch(TM).”
