Three days ago, I was weaving in ends for hours, when Mo jumped on my shoulder, out of nowhere and unexpected as usual. "Uh, tidying away ends, isn't that tedious?" she whispered and gave my earlobe a pinch.
"Tedious, why? No! It's like meditation to me" I lied in my sweetest voice and went on sewing.
"I see!" she answered briefly and was gone the next moment.
The next day, I was still busy with my large eyed yarn needle, Mo poked me in the back: "Hey Jo, still in deep contemplation?" she shouted. "Come one, let's take a break. Live is short, there is so much more we could do!"
"Thank you, but I can't. I have to finish this first!" I answered and tried to look energetic whilst feeling quite worn out.
"So, you're not interested in me helping you with your little novel?"
I stopped amazed "You really want to help me with that?"
"Just kidding! You know, novels are not my business" she laughed.
"Then you better leave me alone" I mumbled and off the so-called muse went.
Yesterday night, the very moment I had tidied away the last yarn end, she reappeared.
"Yay, Mo! I did it!" I said pointing on the hexagon covered chair.
Mo wagged her head "If you asked me, something is missing. It is such a cute old chair, we should pay a little more attention. Maybe some flowers?"
"OK, then flowers" I sighed and reached for my crochet hooks.
Today I sewed on the flowers and was very pleased with myself, because I had finished that project.
"Sweet!" she answered. "It reminds me of a wedding cake in disguise.
Fortunately Safran the cat isn't as critic as Mo. He said, it would be just perfect for him. A bed, a scratcher and, with all the tassels, a wonderful drill ground. What a cutie!
A happy, sunny weekend to all of you!
Mo and me
P.s.: The hexagon pattern is by the wonderful Attic24.