Happy Almost 2021!! I try not to do Musette’s Musings too often, lest I get lazy, but I’m lazy right now – so Musings it is. Here we go! (and this post is an early write, so ignore the future tenses)
Gratitude. No, this isn’t going to be some uplifting musing – well, not persackly, anyway. It’s more a wth is wrong with you? musing which, I suppose, is much the same thing. So. A few days ago I was having one of those teeny Pity Party moments (oh, the Paths Not Taken drama – I love those…zzzzzz) where I was thinking ‘I am not happy with how my life has turned out’… as I was making the bed with these amazing parachute silk sheets and a silk charmeuse duvet, spritzing (I sh$t you not) with the watered-down remnants of Uncle Serge’s Un Lys…. drinking a really good cup of pourover coffee that I ritualistically prepare every morning.. preparing to text with not one but TWO good friends and then chat with my bfffe (with whom I chat daily)… then to walk my beloved Girl….. and I just laughed! My life is FOINE! My life is BETTER THAN FOINE! I love and appreciate, I am loved and appreciated. The Girl and I are in pretty good health. I have material things that cheer me and I am rich in spiritual contentment. I need to STFU. …so I did. Does this ever happen to you? I don’t mean that The Stuff I mentioned really matters – but in a way, it does – from a philosophical point – at least to me. I am of the belief that the world owes us nothing – we have to play the hand we are dealt and how we choose to play it is what matters (ymmv and that’s FOINE) – but if everybody’s in pretty good shape and I am sitting in a warm house, with a good cup of coffee, watching the birds eat seed and suet that I have the luxury of being able to afford to buy for them… eh. Of course I am still a Mean Dog – but I try to keep it in perspective… and I mos’ DEF laugh at myself.
I also call that the Liz Zorn Effect. Years ago I wrote about her stunningly gorgeous Violets & Rainwater, and how it makes me all poetic and melancholy and tiresome AF … but Liz isn’t having it. She also put a pragmatic note in there that tells you if you just pick the pot up, put it back in the saucer the violets will be FOINE. And so will you. You can want more (I always do – you should see my Lily List and hope springs that Idris will find my phone number ;-)) but don’t forget to stop and smell that coffee (it’s too cold for lilies right now and the GFA means I can’t smell much other than that coffee, alas)
The Art of Not Doing. I am a gabillion years old. And for every one of those gabillion years I have celebrated the cold weather Holidays (Tgiving, my birthday, Christmas & New Year) in steady, food-related (or more) fashion. Family, husbands/kids, expectations – all conspire to trip that Tradition Trigger, where I haul out the decorations, prep a turkey, etc and GET TO WORK on the making of HOLIDAY. And that’s fine but I really am not in the mood to do it this year – not because I am depressed or angry but because… I just didn’t wanna. For the first time in forever it’s just me and TGirl and … well.. I wanted to see if I could buck the reins of tradition (I couldn’t do it on Turkey Day and while I had a great dinner it was every bit as stressful as it would’ve been with a house full of people, which sucked bigly). I also kinda suck at having a lot of holiday decor out – it makes me really nervous (did I ever tell y’all about the time I got all HGTV and had El O and the cubs put up a NINE FOOT fresh tree in the living room? We put it up the weekend before Christmas, decorated to within an inch of its life… LOVED IT! O, Tannenbaum and all that. 4 Days of Love. We had a lovely Christmas Day… the cubs then went to their mom and 26 December found me alone in the house with that tree. And within 3 hours I’d stripped it, boxed up all the ornaments, etc… and managed to haul that behemoth out onto the curb by myself! BP cut in half! LOL!!!). This year I have limited my ‘decorations’ to some Trapp Golden Cypress wax melts, a couple of seasonal candles and a lot of paperwhites and amaryllis, some of which are just coming into bloom. I thought I would feel.. barren..? But it actually is very restful! Especially since that means I don’t have to box that stuff up, come tomorrow!
Food is a bit of a challenge because I like good food and there’s no takeout here – but again, buckin’ those reins, bay-bee! And again – by myself! So it can be whatever I want it to be. I’m thinking… I’m thinking not having to think about it is a great gift!
Musing on food leads to .. Grocery… and how quickly values change. In normal times, things like candy, cosmetics and good cheese are zealously watched-over…. but you go down the cleaning aisles with a tra-la air, grabbing bleach by the gallons, if you so choose. Now? You could probably stuff 3 boxes of hair color down your pants and nobody would notice… but bleach! ammonia! worth its weight in gold! (and there’s a qty 2 limit on ERRYTHANG CLEANING). At my high-falutin’ Kroger (the one with the Hatch pepper roaster and the split-corona daffodils), a gallon of name-brand bleach is at $5.69!!! and they have put up those ‘we’re watching you’ video cameras… as if you could …..how on earth could you steal a gallon of bleach!? WTH? But it’s that kinda market right now. I find it fascinating, how quickly things can be devalued and other things, previously marginal, rise up the value ranks. I’m sure there’s a lesson in there, somewhere, but I just need to find some generic bleach at a more reasonable price, thank you.
So. What are your musings right now? Do/did you celebrate any/all Winter Holidays? What are your New Year’s Eve plans? Mine involve….. sleeping? Yes. Floyd willin’ and the creek don’t rise… I think… sleeping. What a gift, sleep. You know I coined the phrase ‘Sleep is the New Sex’, right? That was over a decade ago – now? Now that I’m gabillion? DEFINITELY!
Lmk what’s on your mind!! Heck, I might even have TGirl poke a pawnail!!!! Ya Nebber Know… xoxoxo and Happy Near 2021!