plus squirrels, cancer cards, bunnies, and 45s
Good mornin’ to ya.
I’m all blurry from having dreamed about Cylons and baseships and a crazy place in Florida that was being sold as a tourist/retirement destination but looked more like a weapon basestation, like a metal beast. They let me fly home with an invisible ticket though. No one seemed to notice I was handing them air.
I know I’ve been this tired, but I want to say, “I’ve never been this tired.” I’m fretting. Because if I’m this tired always what is that doing to my immune system? How does everyone not get cancer? How do I not get cancer again while keeping a job and a boyfriend and bills and an apartment? Not to mention friends who I rarely call or see and then feel horribly guilty about (hi?). How do we all keep this up?
In one of my management classes the other day (I’m getting a “Certificate in Management Practices” at NYU) some case study gave a throwaway mention to a workday being from 9-7 or something and I said to my discussion partner, “What happened to the 40-hour workweek?” And she said, “I know, those hours seem short to me too.”
I was too cowed by feeling like a lazy underachiever to say, “Um actually, crazyperson, that’s not what I meant at all.” Seriously, should I be ashamed of believing that 40 hours was actually a good idea and something to be strived for? That it is an amount that actually gives us enough time to rest, be with the people we love (assuming they aren’t working 70 hours either), be creative, connect with whatever feels spiritual, and engage in our communities in a nourishing, involved way?
Like Marisa Acocella Marchetto in her wonderful graphic memoir Cancer Vixen, I feel like swiping the Cancer Card for this one. But I think the rest of the world should swipe along with me. I mean, not have cancer, but we certainly all have the right to protect ourselves by being sufficiently rested. And maybe if we were better rested we could better ask, “Huh, why, indeed are so many people getting sick? What is in my water, my furniture, my air, my soil, and how come the U.S. has the highest threshold for toxins of the Western world and Japan and China? This article on the topic here is kind of amazing.
Anyway. Ok, T says I’m wayyy too negative, so a quickie gratitude list:
– Having more space here in Brooklyn
– The trees out my window, still green
– Being healthy
– Sid’s Chocolate, an ice cream flavor from this small farm
– Tea Teas, Jasmine
– The color green
– ApartmentTherapy.com
– Bunnnnnies!
– Baru, T’s cute fire escape squirrel-friend
– That people read my blog
– The 45s sitting on my desk that include: Adam Ant’s “Strip,” L’Trimm’s “We Like the Boom,” and “Surf or Die” by the Surf MC’s (oh and my fave, “Tenderness” by General Public). Now I just need a teeny tiny turntable
– Love, Luff, and Lerve
– The new babies my friends are having: What up Cyrus and Astrid and Luka and George?!
– The Office
– Laura Roslin
