On this day, the day we celebrate our independence, I am enjoying the quiet following short-lived bustle in our home. The short-lived bustle was me actually accomplishing a few things this morning, the break in our way-too-hot temperatures energizing me. Now I am done bustling, and any further activity this day will be contributed by Kat, who will be preparing the main parts of our meal. Our meal is certain to be an exact replica of those our forefathers enjoyed on this day. They certainly must have enjoyed barbecued ribs, potato salad and cole slaw, don’t you think?
On this day of quiet celebration, I also think about things that matter. Which leads to thoughts of things that don’t matter. There’s a song about that, I believe. It goes without saying really, although I’ll say it anyway, that my friends and family, humanoids and furry included, matter.
Having a good internet connection and the appropriate devices with which to enjoy that connection matters. I mean, really, let’s get down and dirty with the truth! Having a camera with which to capture images of the furry-friends-that-matter matters. Having the freedom to use these things matters.
This Bailey girl, the one who turns her head away from me whenever the camera is pointed at her, matters but the fact that she turns her head away from the camera does not. She is still my girl, despite the fact that she is sometimes aloof and overly independent.
Things that don’t matter include the dust balls that roll around my hard surface floors. Although I think they are not really balls of dust – I think they are really balls of dog and cat hair. Have I mentioned that we have been having unusually hot weather? Have I mentioned that I go limp in really hot weather, and pushing a vacuum around requires a good deal more energy than I have? So – the balls of dust/dog/cat fur really don’t matter. Not right now. Not today.
It does matter that yesterday Kat and I were able to spend the whole evening on the front deck, enjoying a nice breeze and the cooling effect blowing in as a result of the thunderstorms that occurred to the south of us. It doesn’t matter that dinner was a free-for-all. Leftover pasta salad, green salad. That for Kat and me. A hamburger and leftover pasta salad for husband. The furry girls were stuck with their usual dry dog/cat food. With a dental bone chaser for the big girls. For Kat and I – we don’t do dental bones, but wine works quite well. It doesn’t matter that the cleanup after our slapdash dinner didn’t happen until this morning.
Today it doesn’t matter that the lawn looks like a second-stage jungle. Did I mention that it’s been unusually hot here? Did I mention that I go limp in really hot weather and if I’m not going to push a vacuum around I certainly am not going to go out there – in the sun – and mow the lawn. Never mind the mower doesn’t need pushing. It doesn’t go fast enough to make a good enough breeze to counteract the heat the rays of sun produce.
Things that matter: our friends and family, the freedom to celebrate this holiday as we choose – or not. The right to vacuum our floors, mow our lawns, wear makeup, play with our toys whatever they might be – or not..
Things that don’t matter: having less than many others, dog/cat hair on our furniture (it’s a bonus – we don’t charge for any you might take home with you), having lazy days, dust on furniture (if you can write your name in the dust it just proves you’re literate, don’cha know?), individual imperfections (so long, of course, as those imperfections do not cause harm to others).
It matters if you do not have enough. Having enough makes everything else not matter.
Enjoy your day, your weekend, your life!