My high school sweetheart is coming to town today and I offered to pick him up from the airport. Until very recently, I hadn't even talked to him on the phone for nearly 20 years. Things have certainly changed for me over the years, and I believe that for the most part things are really good.
I scrambled through my very disorganized house last night, trying to make it more presentable. I quickly realized that I could scramble for more than a week and it isn't going to change the facts: 1) I am a packrat. Artists tend to be packrats. I shouldn't apologize for that. 2) I have a very small house with three shedders living in it. I wouldn't apologize for being an animal lover, but I vacuumed this morning just for good measure. 3) Clutter is a state of mind. My clutter consists of very interesting books, music, and films. I should be so lucky to be stranded in a house like that some day. My clutter also includes some rather good, original artwork. Take that, you neat freaks of the world! How does your pine forest-scented kitchen really make the world a better place? Hmmm?
Recently, I looked through some old boxes of photographs and realized that I looked completely different from one week to the next, even in high school. How could I not have changed considerably over 20 years? I also realize that most people who might be curious about a reunion such as mine would likely never ask, "So, was she smart? Is she interesting?" The questions are usually more like (in this specific order); "How did she look?" "How much money do you think she makes?" and maybe "What kind of car does she drive?" for good measure. For my own well-being, I have decided not to sweat it. It is what it is, I am what I am, and you know what, Stuart Smalley? I'm good enough, I'm smart enough, and dog-gone it, people like me!"
Yep, new and improved. I wonder how he looks.
Totally different subject - insider information:
I completely squandered any opportunity I might have had to throw my unmentionable foundation garments at my professor after taking my final this week. It's really a shame, too.
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