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Oct. 18th, 2011 12:57 pm"Fighting fluff" sounds a bit daft. It's what I'm doing right now. I'm slow and I'm tired and I have a lovely extra chin because my glands are also bravely fighting fluff. Just a few more days and the fluff will have gone. if there were a big thunderstorm, it would be gone faster. Until it goes, however, I'm on double the antihistamines, triple the asthma medication, and I'm firmly indoors for just as much of the time as I can manage.
We used to have a cat called Felafel. His short name was Fluff. He walked us to the main road every day, to get us safely to school. The ironing board was his favourite spot, and he filled it. Fighting a cat that big would be foolish. Fighting Canberra fluff seems equally foolish. It's a silent battle and everything in my vicinity is slow. I forget the simplest things (breathing is good for the brain) and I overeat.
What I want right now is much rain. Heavy rain. Maybe with hailstones. That way the fluff will be drowned and I can get back to what passes for normal. My body doesn't tell me we're getting any, however, so everyone around me is going to have to put up with my fluff-brain and fluff-breath all week.
We used to have a cat called Felafel. His short name was Fluff. He walked us to the main road every day, to get us safely to school. The ironing board was his favourite spot, and he filled it. Fighting a cat that big would be foolish. Fighting Canberra fluff seems equally foolish. It's a silent battle and everything in my vicinity is slow. I forget the simplest things (breathing is good for the brain) and I overeat.
What I want right now is much rain. Heavy rain. Maybe with hailstones. That way the fluff will be drowned and I can get back to what passes for normal. My body doesn't tell me we're getting any, however, so everyone around me is going to have to put up with my fluff-brain and fluff-breath all week.