Ah. It’s quiet here. The first Saturday in some time that I’m alone in the house. Even though my tree still has to be un-baubled, the garage de-lit, floors de-cluttered, it is so lovely to hear almost no sound other than the rattle of heating vents. Maybe an occasional appliance whirrs. I suppose I will have to clear the Whole Foods Frosted Wheat Squares off the coffee table, but at least I put them there.
This middle time of life is one of the few when we can strike the right balance between occupied and lonely. Weightless and anchored still.
I even have a soundtrack. See what you think of this informal dressing-room rehearsal of The Band’s song. Some middle-aged people enjoy themselves quite a lot.
Wilco, Nick Lowe, and Mavis Staples Rehearse “The Weight”
Have a wonderful weekend.