Saturday, July 27, 2013

Leave House

She's trying to get away. She's neither particularly strong nor committed. Little does she know that we're leaving her with my parents for a month. Probably because she's just a stupid dog.

   I'm going to miss Winnipeg this August. After persevering through the winter and basically non-existent spring, summer was going to be particularly sweet to behold this year - a bunch of my closest friends were planning on going to Folk Fest, the summer promised to be filled with performance opportunities with the Riel Gentlemen's Choir, plenty of beercycles, beautiful weather, rolling thunder storms...1I felt like I had really earned it this time, especially after having the additional strain of rehabbing my lower body after destroying (like a champ) my left tibia and fibula in November of 2011. 
   Thus far, it had lived up to my self-created hype. Folk Fest surpassed my expectations in terms of a high ratio of good-times-had vs. being-uncomfortable-tired-and-hot ("Best Fest" was a common strain heard around our campfire), the Riel Gentlemen rocked both the mainstage and the campground (no free kegs unfortunately), I'm about to go ride my bike to a party and drink some beers, the best electrical storm I've ever seen waltzed through my backyard about a month ago, and the weather has maintained a nearly perfect balance of being so hot that your nostrils feel as if they're filled with steam from a boiling pot of hot ham water, and cool and refreshing rains and breezes. I've also held the same route for ~2 months at work (which is unprecedented for me as a term letter carrier) and it being a business route, I've gotten to know a bunch of my "customers" a lot better than the average route,2 and I've resultantly developed a sense of responsibility over when and how they get their mail. All of these factors have combined to make me actually rather apprehensive about leaving 'Peg City for a month.

People are into lists apparently, so let's pro/con this jazz -

CON - I won't be able to bike around very much in Thailand, which is unfortunate for two reasons: 1. Biking is a great time and 2. I'm trying to build up my quadricep strength, my legs are a little "wonky" after breaking my leg, and the idea of winter, with its enormous banks of nearly impenetrable snow and sheets of ice that pull the ground from beneath at will, coming without my having improved my physical fitness substantially strikes a fear deep within my heart.
PRO - Massage is dirt cheap in Thailand, and my IT band isn't going to know what hit it.

CON - I won't have my nail file at the ready all the time.
PRO - I won't lose my nail file in the couch every other day. Also, I won't be playing guitar, so having long, well-manicured finger nails won't be a priority. That said, I don't play my classical guitar nearly enough anymore, but I prefer to have the option open to me. Also, chewing your nails is highly frowned up in Thailand, and I don't want to get sick.

CON - I won't be playing guitar.
PRO - Again, the finger nails.

CON - Miss a bunch of people and fantastic times with them.
PRO - There will be many summers with lovely people to come in Winnipeg.

CON - I'll miss my dog, Penny.
PRO - I hear there are TONNES of stray dogs running around in Thailand, and I also hear that they like to party.

CON - I won't be in Winnipeg.
PRO - I'll be in Thailand, which is admittedly, pretty awesome.

1I think there's a lot to love about Manitoba's summers, and that you don't need to look for very long before you find another thing to hold dear.

2I'm also a lot more congenial than the average mailman, so that probably exacerbates the "issue". Maybe I'm just feeling self-important. 

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