Dec 07 2002
Wait & see
I’m waiting for John to get ready to accompany me to the post office this morning to mail all those packages to his family in distant, snow-bound Canada. After nearly 12 years of marriage (on Christmas Eve!), I can truthfully say that I end up waiting for him far more often than he waits for me. Despire the afore-mentioned decade+ experience in this area, I am at a loss to explain it.
I’m the one who has contact lenses to put in, make-up to apply, nylons and lingerie and jewelry to grapple with, yet I consistently get ready faster. In the days when we left for work together, I could put in my contacts, wash my face and apply various unguents and make-up, and walk in the bedroom to discover John struggling to get his pants on. It’s an enduring mystery, though not always an endearing one.
While I’m waiting, I’ll tell you about yesterday. I went and got my hair cut after work. Don’t worry, I just had an inch trimmed off, and I had it trimmed when I was in London in September, too, so it’s in pretty good shape. Long hair is, after all, old hair. Anyway, my hairstylist is still married after 6 months, unlike Lisa Marie Presley and Nicolas Cage, and is happy, which is great.
I walked home past Union Square, so I could admire the giant Christmas tree and the other Christmas decorations. It was cloudy and cold enough for me to be wearing a coat, so it made it seem more like Christmas. I have to say, I really don’t like the newly remodelled Union Square. I guess it does its job of repelling homeless people, but it repels me, too, with its vast acres of concrete and stone, not to mention the incongruous palm trees. I will never understand why the powers that be insist on planting them here. They are not native. They are expensive. They are high maintenance.
I just realized I just described myself.
2 Responses to “Wait & see”
Do you have big leaves growing out of your head as well? Wow who would have figured.
You don’t seem very high maintenance to me. At least you’re not a high maintenance friend, thank christ for that! Haha!