Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Early mornings, old jeans, and freedom

The sun had only just broken the horizon when my eyes fluttered open. It's July 4th, Independence Day in the US of A, and I should have been dozing peacefully until at least 8. Still, I lay in bed for a few minutes and waited for my daily alarm to buzz on the nightstand. I always forget to turn the damned thing off when I had a midweek break. When it sounded at 6 AM I rose and made my way to the bathroom to splash cold water on my face. 

The thermostat is set for 68 degrees, much to what I'm sure would be the disappointment of my parents. I wasn't raised to be this frivolous with energy. Was I born in a barn, dammit? Am I trying to cool the outside? Do I need to live in a freezer? Yes. Yes I do. This house is a story and a half... and an old one at that. It gets much warmer upstairs than the 68 degree main floor. Much... like 73. Stop judging. 

It's not appropriate for a woman of my advancing years to go traipsing around the house in the buff, especially considering the impressionable ages of my children. To be quite frank, I don't know that it's a good idea no matter how old the kids are. We've been a "clothes on" family for a long time. It seems a little weird to consider exposing my nudist side this late in life. So I wear the clothes. I do it daily.

I reached into the cabinet this morning and pulled out my favorite jeans. They are old, worn, patched, and frayed, but they are the most amazing article of clothing I own. It's important to do this even in the sweltering days of summer. It helps to remind me that a sedentary office life will put pounds on even the most faithful of cardio nut jobs like myself. They slid on like I'd just worn them yesterday. It was like slipping into happier times when I didn't need money,  fancy possessions, or praise to be happy. I just needed my favorite jeans and one day to make things better. 

As I wandered the near silent rooms of my house, save the soft snoring of a 16 year old boy, I set my mind to a task. This place has been too long neglected; The house as well as the family that lives within it's walls. Today we celebrate Independence. Perhaps today can be a day of Independence for me too; Freedom from something, whatever that something might be. 

My wish for you all this holiday, whether it's celebrated as yours or not, is that you embrace the spirit and find your freedom. Much love to all of you. 

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