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My alarm goes off and the first thing I think is, aaaaaaaah crap, I have to do this again? This getting up thing? Gaaaaaaah.
I review the reasons my life is so hard including gems like having to use an automatic dishwasher to clean my dishes. Ugh. And having so many clothes, they barely fit in the closet. Boo hoo. And who could forget having to shower in hot water in an inside bathroom? Using pear scented body soap and 9$ a bottle shampoo? Woe is me.
I make the coffee, sit down to check email and Facebook and Flickr and Twitter and express a desire to own cowboy boots. Cute, supple ones. And maybe red.
Finally (sigh) I begin to work and try and make sense of the notes I scribbled sometime between 2:15 and 3:45 am early this morning for the screenplay I’m working on. Wearing my slipper socks (I wish I owned these in a size 10) on my pedicure-neglected feet propped up on the ottoman which is covered with the red and black Navajo designed wall carpet that hung on my dad’s office wall for over 20 years, that I now own because I out-whined a sibling a few years ago, I note the heat turning on and pull my sweater a little closer to my neck.
Staring at the screen, I begin to review the first world problems that I’ve almost allowed to ruin my morning while Iceland is completely falling apart and people are scared, angry and rioting in the streets. And insane government officials try to lie and corrupt. And helpless animals are paying for the very definition of people with too much time on their hands.
And then I remember I live in the USA where we just elected Obama and I feel like I’ve actually received too many presents at Christmas and it’s almost garish and greedy.
I sip my coffee and begin to type.
~fin~
(In case you wanted to check out my pores and sunspots and the luggage under my eyes, I’ve provided this photo:)
Yeah, I wrote a similar thing last fall … a bitchfest, actually, at the end of which I noted that the things I was bitching about were things 90% of the world’s population wishes they were dealing with instead of trying to find clean drinking water and the like.
And I am SO with you about the delightfully repetitive and joyful surprise it is to remember multiple times throughout the day that we are now a country led by President Obama. I’m still pinching myself.
your still quite the looker despite those things you “say” are under your eyes. i think they are actually called “beauty marks” anyway 🙂
yes indeed, tis’ a good day with obama as our president. quite the good days.
good to see you there.
hi… i’ve never commented on your blog before, but i just wanted to say that the photo is really beautiful. very natural… honest… kinda like the post itself. well done. 🙂
yep…it kinds of makes the bad a little more bearable and the good a little sweeter, doesn’t it?
@ Daddy Scratches – Seriously. Clean drinking water. 1 person in 5 doesn’t have it and I’m sad because I can’t find my other earring. http://news.bbc.co.uk/hi/english/static/in_depth/world/2000/world_water_crisis/default.stm
@leah – You are too kind. Thanks. xo
@nicole – Thanks so much! And thanks for leaving a comment.
@Sarcomical – Like drinking a Salted Caramel Signature Hot Chocolate from Starbucks and watching Obama give his weekly address. Sweet. http://www.whitehouse.gov/weekly_address/
I’m wholly supporting the cowboy boot decision and, ALWAYS, ALWAYS in red.
You’re beautiful. That is all.
Just think how good you’ll look on the red carpet in those red cowboy boots. I can’t WAIT!
I think you need these boots: http://www.sheplers.com/womens/western_boots/045a88.html
Not entirely red, but still! Super cool. Also super expensive. But a girl can dream …
@chantel – You wouldn’t have any to share, would you?
@HBM – Same to you.
@Suebob – Ha! I don’t think the red carpet is in my future. But that would be wild, no?
@Susan – The day I have $750 for a pair of boots is the day I get a new Macbook. : )
Beautiful and brave and strong – all that is right there in your photo!! I wish I had 1/2 as much of all of that!
I have to agree with others. You have a great face.
It is funny how that Obama thing is a gift that keeps on giving. I want different things sometimes from this administration but I don’t live in terror anymore about what crazy thing is going to happen next from the U.S. government. The benefits of that cannot be overstated.