Gaslighting

I'm sitting on the newly slipcovered couch (which has been transformed from a catclawed and slightly stained fawn color to a lovely, velvety purple) when Katie's cousin arrives home.

"Has... the couch changed?" he asks hesitantly.

"No," I deadpan, but, when he looks confused, I relent and confirm that, yes, in fact it's now a different color.

"Thank you for not gaslighting me," he says with relief.

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One year ago: At The Museum

Two years ago: Daily Goals

Three years ago: Why Would That Work?

Four years ago: Disrespect

Five years ago: Share the Glory

Ten years ago: Flowing With The Tide