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Someone I don’t know has signed up to be notified when I post something. Gasp! A stranger. (cue ominous music)

When someone I was barely acquainted with signed up I had writer’s block. It was more like writer’s anxiety. What would she think of me if I admitted something a bit ‘off’? I am a bit ‘off’ sometimes. It’s one thing to write to you folks who have known me FOREVER- I won’t say actual years because that would date me. You all know I’m twitchy and still love me. Maybe even like me, but I wouldn’t want to go too far. But someone who doesn’t really know me? What will they think?

I was obsessing about this and also composing a blog entry about my ‘almost five year old’ when I was working in the kitchen. We have the most lovely, quirky system that leads to our dishwasher. The Col. put it in. Does that tell you something? But truth be told, it’s not his fault but the fault of an odd shaped (dare I use this word on my blog? With a Stranger in our Midst?) nipple. Therefore, it doesn’t seal correctly and leaks. It’s been ‘fixed’ several times and I think it’s been decided that it’s a futile effort. So every time I want to use the dishwasher ( read ‘daily’) I get to pull out the garbage can, crawl under the sink and turn on the very unhandily located facet. Then when it’s done, I need to remember to turn it off again. So I was working away, filled the dishwasher and crawled down to turn on the faucet, not really thinking about what I am doing. I start up the dishwasher. It’s making odd noises. What is it’s problem? I turned on the water… Didn’t I?… Sigh. No, I had turned it OFF for goodness sakes! Gosh! See how flustered I am? I would never have made this mistake if there wasn’t a Stranger here making me all nervous.

OK! So if I had actually remembered to turn it off the last time, this probably wouldn’t have happened. It’s the kid’s fault- they suck out all your memory cells, ya know. Anyway, let’s just keep this between ourselves- no need to tell The Col. about leaving the leaky faucet on for …. awhile.

And a Stranger is just someone we don’t know yet. So welcome aboard.