SOLSC 9: A Dead Day

Dead because the weather and my sleep patterns are conspiring against me. I have a pair of walking sticks to use in snow or slush, and in the winter I keep them by the front door. Last weekend, when it was springtime warm, one of the sticks had fallen over, and I thought, I won’t need these anymore—and put them in the closet.

            Mother Nature noticed, and gave me, and the rest of us, a chilly slap. Rain, then snow, and rain again today. No walk for me.

            And not just because of the weather. My sleep the past few weeks has become erratic—either not falling asleep for hours, or waking too early and remaining awake for hours. Today, I felt too tired to tackle the slippery streets even with those walking sticks.

            Here’s hoping my sleep improves tonight; the weather is supposed to get warmer, at least.

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SOLSC: Messy Weather

            It rained, then snowed today, but I had a date with my daughter to see Black Panther at the Alamo Drafthouse in Brooklyn. So I put on my boots, got my walking sticks, and set out into the weather.

            There was just a bit of slush in upper Manhattan, but when I got out of the subway in Brooklyn, the snow was coming down at a 45-degree angle. Not nice. I’d never been to the Alamo, so when I turned away from the driving snow, that turned out to be the wrong direction. I had to ask three people before I got to the theater, just in time to see all the trailers.

            (If you haven’t seen Black Panther yet, do not hesitate. It is highly entertaining, and has a social justice, and feminist, message among the superhero exploits.)

            After the movie my daughter set off to see another film with her husband, while I tried to find my way to a different subway than the one I’d arrived on. I’d looked at my Google Maps and thought I knew where to go, but once on the street, the streets didn’t accord with the map. And there was slush and snow everywhere, and growing pools of melted snow at the intersections. I stopped in a Century 21 to consult my phone, asked a man on the street, went in the direction he pointed me in, and ended up in a McDonald’s to consult my phone yet again. Asked a woman on the street, and she pointed me in what turned out to be the right direction. It wasn’t the stop I’d been aiming for, but it was the right train.

            I want to add that without my walking sticks, I would have been slipping and sliding, and possibly falling. They helped keep me steady, and I strongly recommend them.

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