Real Estate

Talking Backwards

Real Estate – Talking Backwards

After several conversations today, I am still not sure whether we are going to do our Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow or postpone it a day. My daughter recently got a cat and she doesn’t want to leave it alone overnight. She can’t bring it with her because my husband is very allergic. The plan has been that we would pick her up in the morning, have our dinner early like a late lunch, and then take her back in the evening.

The forecast is rain for tomorrow, sunny on Friday. It doesn’t really make a difference to any of us when we have the traditional food, but I kind of don’t have other meal options ready for tomorrow if we push it by a day. Mac and cheese maybe?

Also scuttled were other possible plans that involved my mom coming here or some combination of me and the kids going up to her place. As everyone gets older these things have become much more difficult to organize. I never liked it when we did this mad dash, picking up the kids from early dismissal on Wednesday and driving up to Maine, arriving late and hungry. But the logistics were simple and it was just a bunch of hours in the car. Facebook has this (super annoying, usually) feature where it shows you stuff posted on that day in years past. Today it showed me a picture I posted 10 years ago of my mom’s backyard and driveway with a foot of snow on our cars. She is supposed to get snow again tomorrow so I ‘m just as glad we aren’t trying to get up there.

I hope you all are where you need to be and that you have a nice Thanksgiving!

November

Real Estate – November

Hello friends. It is November. Every year I think, I really can’t do this thing; it’s silly, no one cares, and I know I will crap out at some point. However, I worry if I don’t even show up, people will think I’ve disappeared altogether.

The state of the world is so awful and chaotic, and I don’t feel remotely qualified to speak on any of it. No one needs my two cents anyway. At the same time, ignoring current events and posting about music could come across as the oblivious, self-indulgent, ignorant musings of a privileged, white, middle-aged woman. I feel like my regulars know that’s not what I’m about but I am conflicted. This is my place for celebrating the power of music, and songs that have held me together. In dark times I find music is even more necessary than when things are going well. But it is so very dark and I am worn down by everything.

I don’t know where this leaves me, but I wanted to say, I am not gone.

Had to Hear

Real Estate – Had to Hear

I’m back home after a quick trip down to New York for The Twilight Sad/We Were Promised Jetpacks show. It was not a late night, especially for New York, but I’m still a little tired after going to two shows this week. I am telling myself it’s the driving to these places that’s the culprit rather than the actual going out to see bands. Being at a show is always really rejuvenating for me and the effects can last for days.

I wasn’t joking the other night when I said live music was addictive. If the show was good, it leaves me jonesing for more and I start looking for another show to go to soon. If the show was great, it makes me want to hit the road and go catch that same band the next night in some other city. This is usually pretty easy to accomplish in the northeast, so long as you can swing the time off.

Thanksgiving is in a few days so hopefully I’ll be able to catch up on some sleep then, but I really had to hear some live music this week.