Things You Don't Know

Below are 5 things you may not know about me.

I am a published author. Back in high school I wrote a poem which I later dedicated to my grandfather who died that year. I don't share it with many people as the feelings within it are very private.

I used to play piano competatively. I took lessons for 10+ years and competed against local people earning high marks in every competition I attended.

I enjoy showing cats. We have five, and all but one of them have been in the show ring at any given time. Three are retired, but my youngest - an ocicat by the name of Picasso is still very active in the show circuit and doing quite well.

I am a perfectionist to the Nth degree. I will be focusing on something completely unrelated to a given subject and suddenly freak out because I did something incorrectly on a task I completed hours ago. I find this attribute shines in my quilting as well. I will rip out a seam over and over until I am happy with it. They say we are our own worst critics and that certainly is true for me.

I don't talk about it much, but sometimes I have premonitions about things. Typically they are not about me, but about others around me that I like or care about. Any time I experience said premonitions they have been 100% accurate - to the point that it even gives me chills to recollect. They come to me in a similar way to dreams - it's hard to explain how I tell the difference. It's more vivid, more real somehow.

I had one once about the daughter of a coworker - one day she walked into the shop and I knew that she wouldn't be around in a few months. It wasn't anything she did or said, just a feeling that crept up my spine. Sure enough, a month later she was in a car accident and was killed.

More recently I had one about a friend of mine who was being stalked. I suddenly had a premonition that the man who was stalking her would go into the hotel she was staying at, pull the fire alarm to get her to come out and the time would be around 4:30 AM (I think, it was a while ago, I may have the time wrong now). Days later that exact thing happened, but since I told her she didn't come out of the room until they were certain that it was a fire. Wouldn't you know the hotel staff saw the man drive away quickly in his car after most of the hotel occupants had been safely evacuated and he saw no sign of her.

Freaky huh?