This one sits in the living room and coughs politely to get my attention. Five a.m. and the polite cough is quite Jeeves so I decide he's probably wearing a bowler hat or something. "You've been cleaning," he observes. My people call this understatement. Fall cleaning is thorough and involves windows. I tell him that I've got a whole system now: start at the lamps. I wrote it out. The enthusiasm is leaking out of my balloon already and it's not even daybreak. "You didn't rearrange the furniture, though," and this tone is gentle reprimand. I want it to be gentle humor but I'm not there yet. Listen: I moved through three countries, more apartments. If I can't get away from you then what's moving the couch going to do really. I moved the dust because that's what bothers me, and in return I get a butler in the finest rebuttal style. Yay. I want to go back to bed and get a little sleep before the day really starts and that's so not going to happen now. I bet he has a cane somewhere. Gloves. "It's no good," he says, "No matter how much you move. No matter how much you clean. Getting away from me is not the same as making what I observe go away." Like I don't know, like I don't hear the echoes all the time of every outwit I've pulled, like it's not louder in my head than anywhere in the first place, and I was never in first place. I do wish he would go but I feel like mainly what I have to work on is acknowledging and even accepting that he's going to stay, that this is of more value than spending the rest of my days putting chairs in the middle of the room for him to trip over. Hoping he's as annoyed by me as I am by him; until the next one. "I'm going back to bed now. The bed is a nest of clean blankets and that's where I want to be." He nods in the darkness. "You won't sleep any more tonight, though. And you were never any good," raising his voice so that it carries through the door I'm closing on him.
He's just stating the obvious. Listening to it makes ME an asshole, which is harder. You wanna come over and beat him up, though, just to be on the safe side?
Posted by: tuckova | October 21, 2008 at 10:37 PM