My best friend has this concept of "secret interests." People usually have one - something they love or like that not many people know about. Her boyfriend's is cars, something I hadn't known until a few months ago, despite knowing him for a good 5 years or so. Hers? Horoscopes. She can tell whether you're a Pisces, Aries, Cancer, Virgo, whatever.
I'm a Cancer. Which might explain why I love being domestic, and also why I can be bat-shit crazy.
But back to being domestic, and nurturing, and homey. Okay, I'm probably not most of those things...but I can sew. And I have a sewing machine. Which sort of led me to hemming the pants of a complete stranger [but one who rides bikes].
He's getting married, or more accurately, he's having the civil ceremony on Friday. He needed the pants hemmed up two inches, which I was more than happy to do. I mean, the man plans to wear a bowtie - how could I say no?
So while school might be getting in the way of all things fun right now, finishing a raw seam and a good blind hem let me chill out for an hour or so last night. I'm not sure I can claim "nurturing" yet, but maybe this good deed can qualify me for at least "domestic" and "homey"?