I won’t lie, it’s been a challenging week. But challenging in the way that a huge snowstorm that knocks out the power is so you have to find all your candles stowed on the top shelf of wherever and the matches you haven’t used in a year and hunker down and be cold but okay for a while. Maybe you have to walk around in the dark but it’s okay because you’ve lived in the same place for almost forty years and know all the steps.
Nothing requires more than ten slides. The Constitution doesn’t require more than ten slides. War and Peace. The Bible. With ten slides, you can explain the history of the world from geographical, geological, and geopolitical frameworks. I haven’t done that, but I could if you pressed me. Ten slides, folks.
The line dancing teacher looked right at me on Wednesday when she announced a new Friday class just for beginners so, of course, I had to go. She said it was to help people understand their left foot from their right. It felt good to be with other bumblers. And to be dancing with a group of Black women and feeling completely at home. Yet I’m not sure if one or two of them ventured to one of the white senior centers, they would feel so welcomed, that they could relax like I can. Maybe.
There are two political signs, three if you count the broken one, and three empty bird feeders in my front yard. The overall effect is one of progressive politics awash in animal negligence. Meanwhile, the squirrel that required a thousand dollar repair due to a six-inch wide hole he bored into our house just under the eave is back. The hardware man, my husband’s favorite TA provider, told us to get our neighbor to get branches off his tree so squirrels can’t leap onto our roof. I can’t wait.
A big snowstorm is coming. Swirl has been pacing in anticipation of the first flake hitting the ground. He has had a dog tranquilizer and is wearing his Thundershirt. This seems ridiculous considering he lived outside for eight years when he was a working sled dog. He is such a sturdy creature to be so afraid but then aren’t we all?