Me to Ricochet: "aww, did you rub on my hand and your little jowl thingy moved and I could see your tooth... wait... its not a jowl... the little flap where your whiskers are... ... ... LIP!"
[Work] I have learned enough stuff that now, when I am presented with a problem I can craft a solution from the tools available, but also little enough that I know there are probably way easier ways.
[RL] This week hasn't been particularly stressful, which is why it has been a big old reminder that I have an anxiety disorder, because from the way my brain and body are reacting you would never know it.