In a fit of rage the next morning, I demanded that my husband smash the futon with his fists until his fists were busted. He met me in Connecticut because we finally found a place to live! We're leaving Philly and moving back to Connecticut because his candidate lost the primary election to be the Democratic gubernatorial candidate for governor. We stayed with my dad while looking for a decent place for our crummy stuff and all these danged animals.
Things have been a little somber at home, it was a tough loss for my husband and his friends on the campaign. It was also tough to listen, ever since September, to my husband coming home at night, ranting about sexism in the media during the dinner I made him in his clothes I washed. . .
He worked for his first female candidate and that was pretty good for our marriage. He was already pretty sensitive to stuff, but now he's even better. I mean, not that she campaigned on her period or how much she loves chocolate, but he saw up close the different standard set for a female candidate. When she gave her concession speech, my husband was swarmed with idiot reporters who asked things like "did she cry? I thought I heard her voice crack. Did she cry during practice?" and I'm very proud of his response: that's a clown question, bro, anything else? I'm so happy to be celebrating two years married to that dude on Monday! Yee-haw! Since the second anniversary is cotton, he'll be getting a pair of boxers from Personalization Mall that say "Property of Rachel Bergman."
There's not a lot I'll miss about Philly. We lived above a bar and a Walgreen's, so it was loud and there was garbage everywhere. Our alley was the perfect place for the area restaurant workers to smoke a joint, so there was always that. They called me "Mama" and offered me some, most nights. They probably thought my husband was a narc. I will miss my library. I did K-4 and it was the highlight of my week. Kids who go nuts for books, reading, and listening to stories are totally the best little smart and savvy people.
We spent $69.03 on moving supplies today, but I'm trying to think of what I can smash to save myself the effort. It's going to be a long weekend of smashing stuff. It's what the veterans would have wanted. Happy Memorial Day!
