I wake so tired
Take the puppy out and faceplant on the couch
5:30 and the sun not risen
Now the outside is encircled with light
Between then and now I drove to the bike co-op and rebuilt my bicycle
With good guidance and good women's company, I threaded new cables and their housing, clipped the cables and tipped their ends, fixed my chain, replaced the hoods, replaced the tape, replaced the end plugs, replaced the back tire, trued the front tire, lubed the bolts so I could move them, replaced the seat, lubed the stem, cleaned the whole kit and caboodle
My hands: dust and grease and residual tack, tired from wrestling grimy bolts
At the end I climbed on my old bike, not usable these past few years, and road her proudly around the park
I remember walking her home to my place in the city a decade ago, chain grease still visible on my pink jeans
He helped me know she was the one
Then I stopped at the natural food store, chatted about nail polish with the man who loves chia seed pudding as much as I do, bought shredded beet salad and locally made whole milk yogurt and a wintry wreath to hang on the front door
Came home, took my medicine, ate a salad
Raked leaves for hours, pausing every so often to chat with neighbors or to call the barking, happy dogs to my side
Strung the lights along the fenceline
Went for a long walk and talked to my dearest friend
Took a shower
Watched one episode of an episodic documentary about dog dancing
Ate leftovers from yesterday's dinner: kohlrabi, kale, onion, purple carrots, sausage from a nearby farm
Laid on the couch with the dogs and cat
For women, it's all about leverage