the Peoples' Exhibit A
anyhow. i knew today was going to be a day when i would be a little irritated, because it's seeming to take a day or two to move through it whenever i am reminded of some other shitty thing he did, or see something i didn't see before. belated indignance, what have you. so yesterday i asked my neighbors if i could tag along to the thrift store with them this morning, because it's super saturday which means everything is half price. i've never been but she (barbara) always comes home with awesome stuff so i knew i would too and that it would cheer me up.
it worked. i have been struggling with the urge to drop a bunch of money on this jacket, because i really felt like i needed a knee length down jacket. well lo and behold, the first thing i peep upon entering the scene this morning is a knee length down jacket, for 7 bucks. WHATS UP. and i knew it was going to be a good day after all.
by the time we left i had a trash bag full of clothes: 5 sweaters, 1 shirt for work, my jacket, a purse, a hoodie, a pair of cords and a t shirt. the grand total? $27.10. rocking! i am so pleased with my haul. i love goodwill! not only do you get awesome shit dirt cheap, but everyone who's there is in an awesome mood because it's super saturday and they're about to rock a bargain. over all, it's a very positive experience and it truly lifted my spirits.
so we killed the morning there, and i had some nice time out of the house/social interaction (both of which i needed). when we got home i felt ready to take out my frustration physically and productively, and to be done with it and over it. so i grabbed a saw and "trimmed" my bonsai weed trees out back. they are 2 giant weeds- poison sumac or something- that i started shaping over the summer to look like trees. only it worked too well and they grew ridiculously fast and ended up near the power lines out back, and they're always hitting the poor trash guys on their way by. so i decided to trim them for the good of everyone and my own release. it was so nice out, i brought star's bed out so she could get some fresh air and sun. she has been bored to tears lately, not being able to do anything. apparently chewing a bone is only fun for the first 3 weeks, then it gets old. she's doing good though with the leg. we have been taking 5 min walks 3x a day and she can bear weight on it and stuff.
out in the yard she had a good time. she also took out her frustrations on the tree:
i actually really like that picture, i think she looks all rugged. you can see the hair has not yet come back on her ass fully. it's going to be an afro when it comes in i think, because it's all the same length. maybe i'll rename her Patty LaBelle or something.
as for the trees, well. the trees will be missed...or more likely since they're weeds they will grow back twice as full next spring.
i'll have to find some before pictures to show you. the trees used to be hitting power lines that aren't even in this picture. but i feel *so* *much* *better*!! honestly, if you're ever feeling bitter demolition work is the thing. my neighbor louis - who helped me drag the tree carcass parts down the road and dump them in the woods- said i just had to release a little destruction wave and that this was as good a way as any. i think i might have scared him a little. at some point in the process he came over to offer me his fancy tools to cut down the high branches, but i had already gotten started. i saw an arborist do this once; i just climbed the tree with a hacksaw and started cutting my way down. when he saw me up in the tree, clearly manifesting some sort of anger processing he just backed off and watched. he said i'm very bold with the hacksaw. hahaha.
then i came in and took a lovely nap which hit the spot. had a delicious dinner
also, if you know me, copy me a cd and send it down. i need something new. please.
as for the trees, well. the trees will be missed...or more likely since they're weeds they will grow back twice as full next spring.
i'll have to find some before pictures to show you. the trees used to be hitting power lines that aren't even in this picture. but i feel *so* *much* *better*!! honestly, if you're ever feeling bitter demolition work is the thing. my neighbor louis - who helped me drag the tree carcass parts down the road and dump them in the woods- said i just had to release a little destruction wave and that this was as good a way as any. i think i might have scared him a little. at some point in the process he came over to offer me his fancy tools to cut down the high branches, but i had already gotten started. i saw an arborist do this once; i just climbed the tree with a hacksaw and started cutting my way down. when he saw me up in the tree, clearly manifesting some sort of anger processing he just backed off and watched. he said i'm very bold with the hacksaw. hahaha.
then i came in and took a lovely nap which hit the spot. had a delicious dinner
also, if you know me, copy me a cd and send it down. i need something new. please.
2 comments:
I'm glad you had something to take your frustrations out on. I, on the other hand, slammed things around in the kitchen until I couldn't take it anymore and went to the gym. At the gym I was fully expecting to rock the treadmill due to all the pent up shit, but instead sucked wind for two miles and walked the rest. Disappointing. But I did hit the Kohl's early bird specials this morning and it was good.
The worst that can happen is you'll be trying to avoid him rather than see him. I find this is a lot harder and I just pretend to now know them. That's easier in the long run. Ha ha. The phrase "to close to home" is echoing but I have always ignored that one. Hmm. Maybe I am the wrong person to be giving advice. Nah... Hit it woman!! Who cares about the rest?
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