Getting a Sense of Myself

Day 6 of the 31 Day Blog Challenge. If you want to take part or see the various prompts, just look on my sidebar. Today’s prompt:

Your 5 Senses Right Now

I am lucky enough to have all of my senses in tact with no real trouble other than a pretty strong eyeglass prescription and a slightly dodgy earwax situation that occasionally hinders my ability to hear. Or at least that’s what I tell people when I don’t feel like listening.

Can I just start out by telling you my very favourite pun?

Scratch and Sniff Inc. is shutting down the ol factory, by odour of the CEO, who said staying in business no longer made scents.

Ba Dum BUM!

Ahem. Moving on.

What I’m Seeing

Other than the screen in front of me as I type, I can see a few inspiring things. To my left sits my adorable fiance, hard at work on his computer, staring at a screen full of coding I don’t understand. Beside me on the ground, eating a toilet paper roll is my baby boy, oblivious to the goings on around him in his quest for the perfect flavour of cardboard. All around me are boxes and bags full of everything we own, sorted into piles of what stays, what goes, what might be worth something and what needs to be taken to the dump.

What I’m Hearing

With Mark and I both on our computers, there’s a pretty steady clackety clack of fingers dancing across keyboards. There is also a faint undercurrent of Dexter humming softly to himself between wet sucking noises as he demolishes his toilet paper breakfast. On iTunes, Amanda Palmer sings that classic song about date rape and abortion and idolising 90s-era bands: Oasis. Great song, though some of my more conservative readers would probably be wise to steer clear of it. And pretty much all of Amanda’s music.

What I’m Tasting

I’m in the process of finishing off a Cookie Crumble Galaxy bar, which I’ve only just realised is pretty much poison to me in that it is not even REMOTELY diabetic friendly (a fact I willingly overlooked) but it HAS GLUTEN IN IT! Argh. In a few minutes when I start to feel really bloody awful, I’ll at least know why. That is the power of the 31 day blog challenge. Thank you!

What I’m Smelling

Urgh. You know what? All I can smell is this chocolate bar, and it’s actually really making me queasy. I’m not a fan of the smell of chocolate. Nor peanut butter. In fact, peanut butter smell will often make me vomit. What the heck was I thinking eating this chocolate?! I only picked it up earlier because it was on offer at the corner shop, and I fancied a treat for bathtime. But now my tongue feels like its got really big and my tummy is rumbling, and I want to throw the wrapper against the wall and shout WHY GOD WHY!? But for now, I will just go and wash my hands, throw the wrapper away and spray a bit of room deodoriser in the hope that I can breathe easier in a few minutes.

Ah. Nice.

What I’m Feeling

Meh. As I’ve just washed my hands, the soapy residue is all over me. I haven’t bothered to dry them off and so it feels as though my fingers are coated in slime or mucus. Bear with me.

Yes, that’s better. A towel to soak up the soap. And then a bit of hand sanitiser because who knows where that towel has been?! But now my hands feel exceptionally dry and I feel like the hard plastic keys on my laptop keyboard are brushing wildly against the arid pads of my fingers and it is making me feel uneasy. I’ll just have a bit of hand lotion and…

Ah. Bliss.

Now I can tell you that the keys are cool against my fingers, smooth and flat like rocks and I have this ever-so-slight desire to run my hands across the entirety of the keyboard to see how it would feel against my palms.

But I won’t.

Because that might be tomorrow’s prompt.