Obsession and Addiction OR The Enabler

My name is Cat. I don't exactly remember when I met Deb online for the first time. It was on Plurk and even if I didn't know it then, my life has not been the same anymore since.
What I clearly remember was how confused I was reading about "the bukkit" all the time. Where was that mysterious bucket and what was it used for? And why on Earth was it so dangerous to dive into it that people asked for search parties and lifelines before going in there? I was afraid to ask.

And then - it's hard to say, let me take a deep breath first .... then it was time for me to get to know "the bukkit" myself. I had only just started making jewelry a few months ago and there it was, a universe of its own, a universe of light, colors, sparkle in all sizes and shapes. No wonder people needed a lifeline, it was only too easy to forget breathing while browsing.

Since then I have spent many a time not only in the bukkit, but also in Deb's bead shops on Etsy and ArtFire (I haven't even started talking about her jewelry shops yet!). I'm sorry, the following is something I have to say, too. I vowed to myself I'd be honest.

Deb's an enabler. Maybe even THE ENABLER. Yes, in large, red letters.

She's luring me in with beautiful pearls in different sizes and colors. She feeds me with tiny sized multi-colored beads that I need for my pieces of jewelry. She sends me faceted beads that are so lovely that I hide them away for that special piece that my muse has to design first.
And I'm sad to say, I love it.
I'm not even ashamed anymore to dance in front of our house when I pull an envelope from Hong Kong out of my mailbox. I bet the whole neighborhood knows Deb's name by now. They probably even know how crazy, helpful, lovely and hilariously funny she can be because they hear me squeak a lot when I'm plurking.

One thing is not her strength, though. Blogging. Not the writing part itself, I'm sure, but the getting herself to do it. That's why I was here today to put my dirty footprints and fingerprints all over this blog.
Maybe it won't be the last time. And maybe I just lost a person whom I never met and whom I still call a friend. I sure hope not ;-)

Now excuse me, I reminded myself that I haven't been to the bukkit for quite some time. I'll put my diver's suit on and go in. Don't wait for me, it could take a while.


They are calling me, can you hear it .................