You may have heard about autistic children that insist on wearing a piece of clothing even when it is inappropriate.
Cat is 23 years old and after 2 hours of flapping, squealing, screaming and trying to convince me I was destroying her self esteem she agreed to leave the house not wearing her black woolly vest.
“But it is not as warm as it looks!” she screamed at the top of her considerable lungs.
“It looks like you are too daft to know that it is over 40*C!” I yelled back.
‘I don’t care my shirt tails make me look fat and the new ones make my chest look big!”
“That is not a bad thing” I suggest.
“I am not an immodest exhibitionist!” she counters “You are destroying my self esteem!”
“Telling you that you look lovely when you do is not destroying your self esteem!”
“I refuse to be seen with you in that wool vest in the heat, people will judge me for not stopping you!” I said numerous times. “Go put on your vest so I can take a photo for my blog!”
She disappeared stomping off down the hallway. Which is what I wanted; it was 11:00 at night & I wanted some alone time with her father.
I can’t remember why!
I on the other hand… well here is an example:
When I was a child I refused to sleep without a blanket covering every single part of my body except a breathing/looking hole. That was so the monsters could never be 100% sure I was there. Now I am an adult a sheet will do! I am even prepared to wet mist the sheet regularly during the night when it is very hot. And it is no longer so the monsters won’t know I’m there, I accept there may not in fact be any monsters, but who in their right mind is going to take that kind of risk.
With age comes wisdom!
Now excuse me, I have to go and try to wrestle a cat’s paw stick from Cat.
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