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.