It was gray and rainy all weekend. Dear husband, who has been traveling every week lately and has to continue for the near future, had to work all weekend. Yesterday, I woke up to a quiet, gloomy house and looked outside at the fog.
The music in my head, as beautiful as it was, didn't help. She Loves Me is one of my favorite musicals. The two main characters fall in love through letters. In Dear Friend (a waltz, giving a feeling of coupleness), she waits for him, with diminishing hope, at a romantic restaurant:
Charming, romantic, the perfect cafe
Then as if it isn't bad enough a violin starts to play
Candles and wine, tables for two, but where are you dear friend?
Couples go past me, I see how they look.
So discreetly sympathetic when they see the rose and the book.
I make believe nothing is wrong, how long can I pretend?
Please make it right, don't break my heart, don't let it end, dear friend...
Listen here.
I could really easily sink into the same lonely depression I had last winter, but I'm determined not to.
I don't do New Year's Resolutions. If I want to change something, I can try at any point. However, one idea floating around friends' walls on Facebook struck me this year. Choose a word to set the tone for your year.
I decided to choose "laugh" - in two senses. First, I tend to take things too seriously. I get silently argumentative so "laugh it off" would be good for me. Also, laughing helps depression. Okay, it doesn't fix anything, but it makes things a bit better. Last week, when I woke up gloomy one morning, I started the day with this Eddie Izzard clip (language, of course):
It doesn't help that Broadway Dance was cancelled last week. Last night, I tried Lyric Dance. It's sort of contemporary dance with a very small bit of ballet. It was fun, but I'm not sure I want to do it every week (it's also more... swoopy, and my back and neck aren't happy this morning). We did a dance to a minute of Glitter in the Air by Pink:
Tonight, I'm, hopefully, going to try tap. If tap were on another night, I'd definitely take it. Tuesday night, however, is when I go to a really high energy Zumba class. I get out all my frustrations and feel lots better after it. Can I do both classes? I'll see tonight.
Supposedly, it should clear up today. Not yet. I woke up to clouds and fog again. I had a different song in my head, though. More Pink - Raise Your Glass. It's helping my mood:
It can't be easy for any of you to have your husband on the road so much and working so much and so hard. Does he even have time for his art anymore?
I suppose it's a sign of the times. People feeling lucky to have a job doing more with less.
Now for the fun stuff - I love it that you're making a conscious decision to stay out of the pit. Your word laugh is such a wonderful word. A great guidepost for the year.
And I'm so glad that you're dancing and finding your joy there. Who says midlife isn't where we can find our groove?
Posted by: lisahgolden | January 26, 2012 at 10:55 AM
I love that you've chose "Laugh". My word for this year is "Creativity."
With that in mind, dear blogging friend, do you have anything you want to put in the Unschooling Blog Carnival? The theme is LOVE! Could be an old post or a new one.
I'm sure you saw the link:
http://www.unschoolingblogcarnival.blogspot.com
It's part of my creative push. ;-)
Posted by: Sue Patterson | January 26, 2012 at 11:24 PM
Lisa: He hasn't had any time to draw or paint in weeks. Not good.
I wouldn't even have tried all this dance when I was in my 20s. I thought I wasn't thin enough. Now, I don't really care because it's fun (there's a blog post in that idea if I ever get around to it!).
Sue: I like your word. I have to think about the Unschooling Blog Carnival. We don't unschool anymore, though, although my favorite part of what we do is the unschooling-type part.
Posted by: M Light | January 28, 2012 at 10:52 PM
I LOVE Pink's "Glitter in the Air." The line "have you ever hated yourself for staring at the phone?/your whole life waiting on the ring to prove you're not alone" kills me because it could mean a phone ring OR a wedding ring. I hope it was cool to dance to.
Posted by: Maryann | February 03, 2012 at 09:30 PM
I hadn't thought of that line that way - but, when you point it out, it's obvious. It was lots of fun to dance to!
Posted by: M Light | February 03, 2012 at 11:48 PM