The wonderful, beige, smelly goo that is my sourdough starter is very precious to me.

I haven’t checked yet, but I’m hoping there’ll be lots of Gollums on Inktober today for the prompt “precious”.

If I got the question: “There’s a fire in your house, what do you grab before running out of the building?”, I think I would answer: “My sourdough!”.

If my boyfriend and neighbours were safe, obviously! I’m not Gollum (yet).

I actually had a dream last night that there was a fire and I got out of the house in a non-dramatic way. So I decided to go back in through the window to get my phone.

When I told my boyfriend about the dream this morning, he immediately yelled:

“YOU DON’T GO BACK FOR THE PHONE!”

Like he thought I was going to do that IRL. Which I don’t think I would do. I have a feeling he wouldn’t react well to me running to get my sourdough starter either.