Friday morning, I’m washing the breakfast dishes when warm liquid runs over my bare toes. For the briefest moment, I think I’m standing in the edge of a warm ocean, and then I realize my kitchen sink drain has broken apart. Gallons of dishwater flow over the floor.
I’ve cobbled the drain together before, but this time, I’ll actually need to fix it.
My daughter picks up a worried cat and assures him that, indeed, the drain will be fixed.
Midday, when I’ve finished work at my desk, I drive to the hardware store with a section of PVC. I’ve forgotten a mask; those cloths are at home, drying on the clothesline. I sigh, irritated. I have a six other things I want to do, besides drive around.
But the thing is, I see a huge sign outside the store: masks are no longer required for the fully vaccinated. For the first time in however long, I walk into a store without a mask.
This has been a week of chaos. We all have these days or weeks, or maybe even decades. Who doesn’t? We’re humans, who live in a material world that’s constantly shifting (even if only incrementally) from well-put-together to chaos. The flip side, I suppose, is that sometimes we manage to arrange chaos back to order.
As in my kitchen sink: after dinner, I wash the dishes, and no flood alarms the cats.
By evening, I haven’t bought to tickets from Vermont to New Mexico to visit my parents, as I’m unable to surmount the chaos of the airline world. I haven’t eradicated my fears about my 16-year-old, driving around, heading into the adult world in what’s practically a heartbeat. The woodchucks are still doggedly determined to rise up around my gardening realm.
From the tangle of rosebushes someone planted long ago, I clip a single blossom. A thorn pricks my thumb, and a thin line of blood wells up. I touch the blossom to my blood and wipe my thumb clean.
6 thoughts on “Chaos, Roses, Life.”
Sometimes the world we live in is chaos. It looks like you did manage to fix the sink.
It’s fixed at least for now!
This is all so raw and vivid. I relate, thank you
Thank you for reading. It’s a raw world right now, isn’t it?
Love the woodchuck line. GT
The woodchucks outnumber my family, I’m quite sure. Nice to hear from you!