“Your prompt for JusJoJan 2019, January 4th is brought to you by Virgobeauty! Click here to find her last post and say hi while you’re there! Virgobeauty’s word for our prompt today is “enigmatic.” Use it anywhere in your post or make it the theme of your post. Have fun!” (https://lindaghill.com/2019/01/04/jusjojan-2019-daily-prompt-jan-4th/)  Except, of course, NOT one-liner Wednesday for me because these Jots are not only my 500-words a day challenge, but also part of my  Ultimate Blogging Challenge challenge (http://ultimateblogchallenge.com).

So, the prompt today is “enigmatic”.  What does it mean to be enigmatic?  Difficult to interpret or understand;  mysterious.

Oh, there are so many things that are enigmatic to me.  Math is pretty much a mystery to me, which is interesting because my mother was a math teacher.  Guess I take after dad!

Some people are enigmatic.  People I know who continue to behave badly even when they have been told that what they do is not appropriate and has hurt people.  And people I don’t know who continue to be idiots about things like border walls and true-telling.  Not mentioning any names… (DT).

The streets in Victoria are enigmatic.  If you have never been here before, you probably don’t know that a street’s name often just changes suddenly, for no reason.  I used to think the street name changed when you moved from one municipality to another, but no.  Of course it can’t be that simple!  No.  They just change.  I used to get lost all the time when we first moved here.  Of course, it didn’t help that I came from a city where streets were always north-south or east-west.  All on a nice, neat grid (for the most part…)  Here, however (probably due to that pesky “we’re an island on the ocean” thing), streets just gradually change direction (and names) so I always thought I was facing one direction when in fact I was facing a completely different direction.

Bacon is enigmatic.  I mean, how can something that good be bad for you?  It’s just wrong.  Raisins are also enigmatic.  Well, not raisins so much, but people who like them.  That is also just wrong!

Finally, cats are enigmatic, and they like it that way!  You know how they are: they only want to sit on you when you are ready to get up, and they always try to sleep on the keyboard when you are trying to work. At least our cats don’t get up in the middle of the night and stare into space like there is someone there. At least not that I’ve noticed yet.