

i haven't even thought about puzzles in years. i was never huge into them as a kid and i have literally erased their existence from my mind in the time since. but recently, my improv team has been super into doing puzzles. it must have rubbed off on me and last tuesday, i found myself wandering in to the puzzle section of salvation army. i picked up a sweet cat quilt puzzle (550 pieces, unopened) and then coaxed my friends into completing it with me. i tried to do it solo but just turning all the pieces over was daunting. my friends were reluctant at first, but came around in time with the help of some red wine. there's something magnetic about puzzles - like humans have this innate need to organize and put things together. we all had very specific, very different puzzle skill sets as well. matt and i were good at organizing pieces by pattern, anna was good at finding individual pieces, and ellen mastered the border. by the end of the puzzle we were all pretty giddy, high-fiving over piece placement and screeching when we got close to finishing. there was some pretty serious puzzle-gasming going on. now that it's over, i'm itching to start a new one. i had to put the cat quilt back in the box but i tried to keep it as intact as possible. because who wants to see all that hard work get broken apart?