Peak February

The day began with a cockroach.

I walked into the kitchen to make the Curmudgeonly Lion’s lunch to find the little dude hanging out on the countertop beneath an overturned Tupperware: evidently trapped sometime earlier in the night by the Lion himself. I was impressed by the stealth of the capture, since it hadn’t woken me and since our usual method for the capture and disposal of cockroaches is to bash them repeatedly with an empty Pringles can until they crack or squish or both.

But this fellow was still very much alive, which left me with the dilemma of What To Do Next. I deferred the problem by sliding a postcard under the Tupperware and moving the fellow to another counter so I could work, then took him with me when I walked to the bus and dispatched him. In the middle of a crossroads. At dawn. It seemed fitting.

It was raining for my commute. Not hard, but steadily and straight down. Just enough to make everything damp. My boss had asked me to come in early so I’d dragged my ass out the door an hour early, but I didn’t make it to the office until eight forty five. So I was technically early, but it meant that I’d gotten up at the crack of damn dawn just to earn fifteen minutes of overtime.

Happy Valentine’s day.

After such an inauspicious start, my hopes for the rest of the day were not high, but things did seem to improve: the Powers That Be decided to bring in donuts and ordered pasta for lunch for everybody so the food was free, plentiful, comforting, and carbo-loaded. I felt like I was back in high school preparing for a cross country meet, but mostly the day was just spent in a marathon of payroll.

The Curmudgeonly Lion and my Valentine’s plans are similarly comfortable and straightforward: Chinese takeaway and a movie at home. It doesn’t sound like much but I’ve been looking forward to it all week. I’ve never been terribly big on the traditional trappings of Valentine’s day. Mostly it just marks the midpoint of February in a kind of peak hump-day for an otherwise unremarkable month of drab weather and low mood.

With luck things will look brighter from here.

~ by Gwydhar Gebien on February 14, 2019.

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