fflo | the key to this whole shebang

The key is going to be in rediscovering joy in domesticity. I'm just getting glimmers of it now, and only every once in a while.

It's a hard thing for me, having eschewed the traditionally feminine gendered household caretaking in my youth, and thus not learning at an early age how to take joy in tending to domestic duties. But I am quite influenced by the atmosphere of my home. Unfortunately, having had the home life set all a-kilter of a sudden, it's taking me quite a lot of reorienting. Not the least of which is the transition from partnerly compromise (and the difficulties of that job with someone who's, shall we say, not a natural compromiser) to getting to decide about everything. It's really pretty mind-blowing. When I remember. I mean, I'm constricted a bit by all her crap still being here, and being in such a financial mess. Still---there's something for me to relearn, like some spine injury victim in a TV-movie.

Got a notice for another unpaid parking ticket on the Jeep, this one from March 30th. Woulda been $5 if she'd paid it right away; $25 now, and my responsibility, cuz it's my car. (She'll probably cough it up, if we ever do get to takin care of biz.)

I did clear a lot more garlic mustard this weekend; have three big containers, so far, to take out to the curb later this week. Found different gloves, but they, too, were pierced by the nasty, stealth-pokey big-honkin' weed that's all over back in the perennials, so another method is in order there. I also did lots of laundry & got the shelves up in the BR closet & I don't know what-all.

Last night I got to check out

atleastdefiant's new pad. A LOFT. Cool one. With an old elevator with a gate, and located right downtown. I tell ya---downtown Detroit has some serious appeal. I mean, I can't go anywhere for a while, but I used to be urban. Moved toward the urban, like most queers do, or many, anyway. Would live in NYC if I were wealthy, especially if I were single and wealthy. I generally dig a college town, though, and thought I'd be in one or another for the foreseeable future.

Anyway, great place, E. And love yer new glasses and hair, and that dinner, and as much as I could follow of Amelie, given the state I was in. Yes, I'm a fan of yours tonight.

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You know, when I first moved out on my own, without a roommate or anything, it was the BEST! Of course I was a bit lonely from time to time (but friends are never far away if you need them). It was so great to not have to worry about making sure I got the chores done, so that someone else wouldn't get annoyed or do it and be pissed. It was so nice to drink out of the carton if I wanted to because no one else was going to be drinking after me. Yeah, that lasted for about a month or so, then i let my boyfriend move in and now it's back to the same old shit. While I love having someone to cook for and someone to cook for me, I sort of miss having the place to myself. You can always invite friends over to eat your marvelous creations and they can bring the wine! Also, Detroit is COOL! I like living close to the city. Ann Arbor is a great town. I'm going to enjoy working out here and taking advantage of it, otherwise I'd never come out here. But Detroit is a city like no other. There are lots of fun things to do. I like checking out all the old buildings. My friend Jerrilyn and I go up in abandoned buildings sometimes and look around. She does it a lot. There are so many old theaters that are just wasting away...There's one that was turned into a parking structure. You can walk up in it and on the top floor there are all these remnants of the old theater: pieces of red velvet curtains, crazy theater carpet, a lot of the plaster molding is still on the ceiling, and mirrors all over one of the walls. There are a lot of areas to explore in that town. What's the name of the lofts your friend is at? Is it near Harmony Park or Greek Town? I have some friends who have lofts out there--pretty cool.

When I first looked at the title of this piece--I thought you were talking about that Asian kid who sings shebangs.

Ha! I did think of him and the song when I was typing the word, I admit. I was also having a moment of linguistic curiosity about "shebang" and where it comes from. I suspect "bang" only recently acquired sexual connotations. I wasn't curious enough to investigate, though, but now I am. See my latest entry for the results.

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