Anniversaries

We here at Kerry Enterprises have had one eye on the calendar and one eye looking out for doom. For this week marked the 3 year anniversary of the fucking awful accident in which I broke my arm, and the 1 year anniversary of coming to the conclusion that I was extremely unhappy in my relationship and needed out, fast. Nothing bad has happened, but we are reminded of the 10 year stint of Absolutely Crappy Springs. Seriously, from the time I was 10 to the time I was 20, something catastrophic happened in the period of February-June every year. I won't go into details due to privacy issues, but it was tax problems, lost jobs, car wrecks, suspensions and more. No wonder I could never go back to NJ--it was fear of being sucked into the family vortex of despair and instability more than anything.

But we are congratulating ourselves to our remarkable efficiency, confining our happening shit to perhaps one week every other year. In celebration, I cleaned out the closet and got 10 boxes of stuff and a shoerack to go to the blind this week. Of the remaining clothes, I did not try them on due to the fact that I felt oily and hadn't taken a shower yet, but I promise to wear and dispose of anything that doesn't work in the next month or so. I also started on some patching and filling in of holes in the walls for when I paint in a couple of months, which the closet sorely needs because it is painted a brownish gray with yellow trim. Yes, it is difficult to find anything to wear in the morning when your closet is a dark cesspit. Those colors were not my choice. And I think that part of the floor has a secret space underneath, for it has an outline on the floorboards and sounds hollow underneath. Treasure!