The best part of going to bed at night, is the assurance that I will wake up to a new day and a fresh start. No matter how horrible a day has been, I can start a new one with the feeling that the day before has been erased. A clean slate, Tabula Rosa and all that. I woke this morning singing ‘Brand New Day’. Van Morrison does a better job, I am certain, however I felt the urge, given the day I had yesterday.
Yesterday, I woke at 4 am to the unmistakable sound of Lucy (our cat) vomiting. Sigh. I got up and took care of my little calico. This involved cleaning up, cooking brown rice to settle her stomach and giving her fresh water (in Opal’s dish, of course). The radio news really put a spin on my mood too. It seems that a man was stabbed and decapitated in an unprovoked attack by a fellow passenger on a Greyhound bus in Alberta. It’s been a violent week in this world. Unitarian Universalists in Tennessee were killed in their church by a shooter who did not approve of our UU ‘liberal views’. I mourn with my fellow congregants. In local news, a bus driver was attacked on her bus by a man who tried to sexually assault her.
I thought that work might reset my mood. It did not. My computer coughed up a cyber hairball and refused to operate. The arthritis in my hands, neck and spine seemed intolerable. Step out, I thought. I saddled Opal and off we went. I am in desperate need of orthotics and new shoes. I know this because of the shooting pain in my feet as I walk. No wonder I’ve been so cranky lately! Opal and I went to purchase a small birthday gift for my sister at the mall. In Basket Emporium, we stood near the counter and waited for assistance. A shopper came into the store and exclaimed, “You’re beautiful!”. Her comment was meant for Opal, of course. I replied, “thanks, but I have a sweetie”. She did not seem to appreciate my humour. It’s all about the dog some days. I just happen to be the woman attached to the end of Opal’s harness. I hobbled home and prayed for the day to end. Mercifully, it did.
So, when I woke this morning, the promise of a better day was intoxicating and induced me to sing. I tried “A New Day has Begun” (from Cats), but I could not recall the lyrics and it brought Celine Dion to mind, which is deffinitly not the way to start anyone’s day. I chose Van’s tune…”Brand New Day”.