So, I have been going back to the Y because the only way the husband will go is if I take him there and it is literally the only tid bit of exercise he gets. It's like having a strangely docile un-opinionated child, who is a foot taller than I am and completely unaware of his physical self. The one area he does have an opinion on is politics, but his opinion is more of a disbelief that I am completely out of mind that we have an idiot puppet in the whitehouse who has the hand of a nazi firmly up his ass at all times. I can not believe this is America. People. Yes I can. Some of us just suck.
The husband just can't get worked up over the fact that a century worth of social progress is going down the toilet, the environment might be irreversibly destroyed for our children and also, there is always the increasing threat of nuclear war. If only I knew for sure we were going to get nuked, I'd just stop everything. Nothing would actually matter anymore if I knew I was about to fry. I'd just sit on the porch up in utopia and wait for the end. Hopefully the kids would come with me!
So, there is a secret part of me that would be happy in an end of humanity scenario because eventually all of the plants and animals would flourish and us humans wouldn't be around to ruin everything.
Here is a story for you. Yesterday I got to the woods and I spotted some folks who once were the head of a group called Friends of The Woods, and I had recently (in an effort to get my work out to the public which might be interested it) offered some work up in a situation where they might be raising funds or something or anything. I just want other people to see my work, and who better than people who love the woods like I do? I went over to brown nose a bit and was aware of sweet pea near by. I glanced her way just as a squirrel caught her eye and immediately tried to call her back to me but it was too late. The squirrel took off in the direction of the road and so did sweet pea. She ran across a two way street and into the woods on the other side of the road, all while I ran behind her screeching like a mad woman. That sane voice in the back of my head tried to point out to the me who was screeching that no one in the history of man ever wanted to return to a screeching shrew but I was way too panic stricken and far gone to remain calm. Sweet pea gracefully leaped over both of the stone fences to get onto and past the road, while I ran up the driveway and then magically jumped onto the fence on the other side of the street. (sane voice in my head was impressed) I called (screamed) to sweet pea thinking she would return to me safely since we were now both on the same side of the street but once she was done with the chase she bolted back over the wall to return to the place she had left me in the parking lot on the other side of the street and not the me who had dashed across the street and adrenalin lept to the top of the wall. I saw her heading back and realized that cars were coming from both directions so I leaped off the wall back into traffic (yes, I endangered my own life for sweet pea) and with my hot pink gloved hands held out to either side I stopped traffic in both directions while sweet pea dashed across and I gave the drivers a thumbs up gesture as I ran arms outstretched in my ankle length down coat and heavy duty hiking boots thumbs pointing to the sky after her. I would have beaten the crap out of her if there weren't any witnesses. But instead I just screeched a bit more into her face and leashed her up for a while until I calmed down. My friend was there and she walked over, not having seen the commotion which I know all happened mush faster than it felt, and said I heard you are the one doing all that screeching, what's going on? So I had to make fun of myself. But at least my friend joined me on our morning walk, so that was nice.