What Happens on Instagram…

What happens on Instagram doesn’t stay on Instagram. That sounds catchy and cheesy, right? What I mean is that I give you literally what I posted on Instagram last week, continuing in my snap-a-day thingy.

12 March: It’s been raining and the tile on my balcony appears rusty, which is curious, given it’s not even made of metal.

13 March: The skies haven’t fallen yet. Though doom and gloom are constantly impending.

14 March: I lit a candle and it was red and warm and nice.

15 March: Today was the day when I, as every day, made coffee. 

16 March: That’s my cat’s spot. The other day I made the mistake of using the at the moment vacant spot to fold laundry. Bad idea. Now all my laundry is furry.

17 March: Kids are fascinating creatures. They need so little to amuse themselves. These look like Star Wars kids. In the modest conditions of the tenement culture, of course.

18 March: Light, light! I almost loved that, but I don’t have the capacity, obviously.

Weekly Photo Challenge: I’d Rather (Not) Be

In response to WP Weekly Photo Challenge: I’d Rather Be.

I’d rather not be, but if I had to be, I’d rather be my cat.

 

What I’ve Been Up To on Instagram

As per usual, I haven’t been up to anything, which I duly documented on Instagram. If you’re interested in how you can document nothing, scroll down to see the thing which is nothing.

Feb 19: I had my haircut and the hairdresser wrapped me in a burka. 

Feb 20: You know you’re old when you start drinking decaf. The abomination.

Feb 21: It’s Wednesday! It’s bin takeout day! My life is filled with exciting events. Not.

Feb 22: I’m pleased the cat likes her play box but I wish I didn’t have bits of cardboard strewn all over the place.

Feb 23: The cat is the best anyway.

Feb 24: A different slant of light created by a water of glass just sitting there on the table.

Feb 25: My business trip begins. More on that later. When I recover from the trauma.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Sweet (Kitty)

In response to WP Weekly Photo Challenge: Sweet.

Stating the obvious: my sweet kitty is a sweet kitty.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Beloved Kitty

In response to WP Weekly Photo Challenge: Beloved.

 
I recoiled in horror as I beheld the prompt for this week’s challenge. It’s been here before a thousand times and it doesn’t allow as much manoeuvring space as many other prompts. I’ve responded to this question earlier and my answer remains the same. Cat.

Well, this wasn’t much of a challenge. Giddy up, guys, and come up with something nice next time! Say, Hated? That’d probably inspire me. Not to a hateful post, but to an inspired post in which I’d actually have to do some thinking. This one I’m posting while asleep.

A Quick Log

Bought a new yoga mat. Nothing wrong with the old one, but the cat needed the box.

Repenting Caturday

I was reproached (in the kindest manner) for posting heavy stuff on a Saturday morning. I shall repent and rectify. Here’s a cat.

Cat Shower

The cat is waiting for me to finish my shower, so she could jump right in and drink the soapy water, clearly not knowing any better.

Caturday Sounds

In the night, I listen to the sounds that the cat makes. It’s sort of soothing. Here are the sounds:

• Floor creaking: the creaky old floor creaks even when my light-weight cat walks on it. There’s an element of suspense because you never know where exactly she’s heading and what she’s up to.
• Radiator clinking: the old wheezy radiator makes sounds of its own, but when the cat jumps on it, there is lots of clinking as her nails hug the metal grille when she’s tiptoeing on top of it.
• Soft thudding: it’s more of a feeling than a sound, but I can tell when the cat jumps on the bed or the sofa to settle there. It’s a vibrating sensation and it’s nice to see the cat is making herself comfy.
• Crunching and munching: you wouldn’t believe the noise that resonates in the night when the cat suddenly starts chewing on her dry food. You can hear each pellet being crushed by her teeth.
• Tongue clicking: so you think that a cat washing herself makes no noise? Wrong. She produces a variety of tongue clicking and licking and slurping noises as she processes her fur. It’s a good sound to fall asleep to.

The cat on her new cat bed (sofa)

Wot I Shot Wednesday: Emulating My Cat

It’s probably late for Michael’s Wot I Shot challenge. Or maybe not. To my utmost confusion, I always see Michael’s Wednesday posts on Tuesday. So why not join the Wednesday challenge on Thursday? Time zones clearly elude me.

I took and ruined Michael’s challenge by deciding to participate with the worst of my bad Instagram snaps. I mean to go on like this until Michael bans me. This time, however, I’ve noticed something curious on my Instagram.

I posted two photos after each other, one a portrait of my cat and another a portrait of myself, and we happen to be posing in the same way! The cat has her paw over her face after an exhausting day. I have my own paw over my face because I prefer not to show my face. Literally.

https://www.instagram.com/p/BasHQ2DhvR7/?taken-by=maraeastern

https://www.instagram.com/p/BasPlFTBX7V/?taken-by=maraeastern