the (mis) adventures of penelope and mendacious

oh my penelope.
where have we gone to. its been too long since my last letter. our narrative thread is taught- no, taut. hanging with a great wait-no weight, in suspense. waiting to be woven in one direction or the other. weaving necklaces together instead. i know that makes us quiet. the waiting. the finger tapping. the infinite number of escapes and distractions. just now i cleaned cat hair out of my keyboard- soft crinkly underfur. watching countless netflix, watching the grey cat come up and down the table. he's still limping. longing for those birds he can't catch. and night falls too early to rally. to be of any use. to anyone.

i'm staring at lists i don't care about. projects i don't quite recognize. but still. the laundry is going to get done today. the snapdragons planted. maybe i'll even go for a walk. a great upswing in momentum. who can say? maybe more resolve is meant for december. resolve for making money, for working out, for job searching and grand plans. seems a more likely thing for january but i want to get ahead of the curve.

meanwhile don't ever do that thing with the dominos pizza again. though if i still could eat wheat i wouldve joined you for a couple of the meals. but made one of them breakfast. and all this getting rid of, is a good thing. embrace trimming the fat and leave a little for flavor. i'll try to think of things to get rid of in your honor. i just now threw a pair of sweatpants away circa 1991...or some such. what else what else.
laundry's done... that means the snaps are next. adieu.

there's nothing else to leave notes on but off the top of my lists are:
photo to matt?
job search
kangaroo paw
roses (move yellow/red)
b/w dress
black skirt
quilt
resin resin resin
fast?
budget?
cc?
shell card/ralphs#!
etsy
fable
swim/walk
read