Today is Tuesday, April 7, 2020 and it's day number 7 in my 30 days of blog'antine, where I blog everyday until the month of May while I quarantine at home during the coronavirus epidemic.
I just emailed my application to the humane society for adopting a cat! Last week, I asked Peanut to help a kitty find me who needs me here on earth. On Saturday, my husband mentioned that he thinks it's time to get another cat. Him saying that, I think, is a little sign from Peanut that we're ready and that there's a kitty out there who would love to come to our home. So to force myself to give them some time to actually process the application before I call, I decided I would use the rest of the day, before a thunderstorm was due at 5pm, to do some yard work. Then, I would write my blog, and then I'll call the humane society. I'm trying to be calm and patient with myself during the adoption process. I'm crazy about cats. That's no secret.
I did a ton of raking up leaves outside and putting them in yard waste bags. Feels so good to work outside in our own yard. There's a ton of privacy and it's great just to be able to blast music, get high and play in the yard. This is my quarantine bliss. I didn't do the garage CD player today, lol, I opted for headphones with my ipod instead. Today was a Smashing Pumpkins kind of day and my favorite way to listen to them is shuffle randomly through all the albums and all the songs. Each album and song brings to mind a new person, place or time in my life. (btw- try not to be too shocked that I smoke weed or that I listen to something else besides Disney World music. haha! You're getting to know me a lot more now that I'm writing everyday!)
While working, I occasionally stopped to take a break and check my phone. Not social media or the news because I like my time outside to be phone-free, but I was checking the weather app for a highly anticipated thunderstorm and when it's arrival would take place! I love storms! I'm a weather geek in general, but my favorite subject about the sky is thunderstorms. They fascinate me. I think it's mainly because I missed them deeply while I lived in San Francisco for a decade. There are not nearly as many thunderstorms there. The Bay Area of Northern California has it's own weather microcosm and thunderstorms are not happening nearly as much I remember in Michigan. (this isn't a scientific fact. I've actually never looked this up but it makes sense to me that a state with four seasons would have more lightening and thunder action than a marine weather part of the country.) Anyway, I craved them, and they reminded me of watching storm fronts coming in over the beach of Lake Michigan. Whenever a "storm" was mentioned in forecasts in SF, it always meant "rain storm", aka no thunder or lightening. Just rain in various intensities and only sometimes high wind. Not to mention the skies there are always the color of a sky before a thunderstorm. Medium to dark grey! And this was almost year round except for 2 weeks of "summer" in September. Not what most people think when they envision California weather but I'm here to set the record straight. San Francisco has No Sunlight...no sunlight for days! The depressing sky and constant fog is gratuitous and in your face. There, I said it.
Perhaps then it truly was the lack of chaotic weather that I missed while living out west. I suppose that I enjoy thunderstorms more than earthquakes and fire season. Call me crazy! When I was little, I hated thunderstorms. I was scared of everything growing up. I have this huge imagination, and it made me perpetually afraid of the dark and all things related to ghosts and aliens. I'm still that way, more fascinated than scared, but that stuff do scare me sometimes. However, I recall starting to enjoy thunderstorms once I become a teenage Lindsay and was moody and sensitive. This is probably a SUPER common thought, but I felt like when it stormed, the chaos of the weather outside matched the chaos I felt inside. bruh. I know that sounds like a late '90s/early aughts "goth kid" thing to say, Cut my life into pieces, and such. but did I mention I was a moody and sensitive Pisces teenage girl??
For instance, if there was a thunderstorm during elementary school, it instantly made the atmosphere more intimate and exciting, plus there was always the possibility of it becoming a severe storm and the lights might go out! (wow, life was boring) I obviously didn't grow up in a place where tornadoes were frequent otherwise severe storms causing power outages is probably terrifying to those kids, but I enjoyed it. I probably felt like a budding scientist when I would count the seconds between the lightening flash and the thunder boom to determine how far away it was! but seriously though, I wonder how many people feel that way or have felt that way, about dangerous weather causing one to feel at peace, at one time in their lives? As I'm typing this, the heavy rain starts falling outside my windows and it reminds me of my love affair with white noise and how I can't sleep without it. So perhaps that's another reason why I enjoy it so much is the soothing white noise?
Well, I think I've talked to you enough today about the weather. I'm really passionate about focusing on topics other than pandemics and economic depressions, lately. Though I feel writing about the current events is important, I also believe there are times and places for focusing on the terrible events in our world. I acknowledge it's also just as important to devote time to admiring the basic joys of life such as music, thunderstorms, the feeling of having your own backyard and reminiscing about childhood.
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