TIFU I mistook catshit for a ball of clay and started to work it.

This actually happened during Covid Lockdown Shelter in Place.

Today is day mpteenth of the Covid 19 shelter in place work from home saga. I take calls from customers and respond to inquiries, things like that. To keep myself sane, I have tackled a number of projects during down time. I do pottery as well, so I've been doing lots of pottery. All hand building. Small pieces really. The clay is a nice red body, fun to work with. Today I was doing some pottery between calls. My home office is upstairs, so I've been running up and down the stairs, so there's some exercise baked right into doing that project.

I've been running up and down the stairs all day, taking calls and working on clay and the day is over, so I have to start dinner. My son had some friends over. He baked some cookies because they were all going over to someone's house to play some face to face D&D. He left me a mess, which I had to clean up before starting dinner. The kitchen is Grand Central Station around here, as my clay area takes up the back part of the kitchen and the bathroom is off to the left of my clay area. I'm cleaning the kitchen and I noticed that one of the clay balls I was looking for earlier somehow rolled into the bathroom. Lucky me! Good thing I noticed it. If I would have stepped on it, it could have made a mess. I pick it up. Just like the rest of my clay pieces, this ball of clay is starting to harden up, so it's garbage. Well, maybe I can roll it into a support for one of my clay pieces I think, and I start rolling the clay between my fingers while flattening it out. I've done this so many times, its almost a subconscious action. As I work the clay, I noticed the body is a bit off. Besides being dryish, it's also a bit grain....y...

......

SHIT! I smell the clay. YIKES! I quickly toss the ball of catshit in the garbage and I wash my hands. Again. And again.... and again

TLDR: TIFU- I mistook catshit for a ball of clay and started to work it.

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