A CONFESSION...
Author: Kate F Date Posted:14 March 2024
Writing can be used as a therapeutic exercise. Words flow freely on the page, as do emotions. This can help people work through things, whether serious or more mundane, and help them feel clarity regarding what is troubling them. Writing can also be confessional. The burden of getting the words out has been taken off your shoulders, for one, as has looking people in the eye as you say it. This is exactly why I feel writing is the absolutely perfect medium for finally getting something off my chest.
It's been long overdue. Some would say that it’s painfully obvious, but I finally know I have to put it into words. The first way to deal with a problem is to admit that you have a problem, after all. At least, that’s what I’ve heard on television.
I have… a bit of a Jellycat issue.
This time last year, I didn’t even know what a Jellycat was. I was blissfully unaware of the array of adorable creatures, ranging from the classic bunny to a grinning rat to a boiled egg with a devilish grin. I was probably better off for it. Plush has always been a weakness of mine. Especially if they’re… a bit quirky.
Then, I got this job at Li’l T, and everything changed. For the best, most definitely, but it also introduced me to Jellycats. Thus, my problem began.
I thought that I would be content to stroll down the Jellycat aisles, taking in the sight of the Amuseables, Rumptletums, Bashfuls and Tumbletufts – oh my – and working on themed displays in our showroom. A perfect way to enjoy Jellycat while still working – really, I promise I am – but I should’ve known that it couldn’t have lasted forever.
It’s his fault that this all started.
A long dog in various shades of brown, my favourite breed. A face that you couldn’t ignore. A face that you had to take home.
It is probably the most important purchase I’ve ever made. Otto is most definitely one of my prized possessions, a crown jewel in the collection that has continued to grow. I thought that he would be enough – and it’s no insult to Otto that he was not – but then I realised we had another sausage dog. Freddie Sausage Dog came home too.
Then, the bag charms came out… and Otto with a Christmas outfit.
And isn’t that avocado the most adorable thing? And what about that enormous candy cane? The marshmallows are adorable… and the little ghost… and oh my goodness, is that a lobster with heart-shaped pinchers?!
Ridiculous indeed, but it works. That’s the thing with Jellycat – they can bring out some of the most ridiculous things under the sun, and they always work. Ridiculously adorable… and dangerous.
Like clockwork, I hand over half my paycheck on payday to our Jellycat overlords. At this point, I simply accept the inevitable.
… are those Toadstools coming any time soon?
x
Kate