Various Happenstances of Seth
July 21, 2005
So, it hasn't been a great month
for me, literarily speaking. My first book went out of print, and
the fellow I'd sent the draft of my second book to wrote back to
say he thought it was unlikely it would see publication. To be fair,
he'd seen an unedited draft, and the miniscule part I've now edited
is much better, I think. But it still felt like a setback. Having
first and unprinted second books both devalued in close proximity,
I must admit, was not encouraging.
Nonetheless, the month has not been
without its good points. Surprisingly*, one
of these was the cleaning of my room. Making the room look a bit
cleaner was nice. But really, that was the least rewarding part
of cleaning for me. Sure, the stacks of papers on my desk are a
bit smaller, and the big pile of stuff in the corner of the room
is about half the size it was, but none of that really matters.
More important, to me, was the sheer
volume of stuff that I was throwing away. I filled a rectangular
wastebasket with paper and cardboard I was discarding. And I was
infused with a sense of accomplishment, a belief (however foolish)
that I was really doing something worthwhile by excising this junk
from my room, my house, my life. Why I'm never able to catch it
all at the door, discarding it before it has the chance to be stacked
in piles and buried in boxes only to be uncovered years later, I'll
never know. I try to throw out things I won't want to read again,
but clearly I have not done a good enough job.
Best of all was what I didn't throw
away. I found a birthday card from my grandmother from two years
ago, with $10 bill still inside! It almost made up for the $100
check I found, written in 2002 and hence uncashable. D'oh! I was
quite displeased about that, leaving me with a net total of -$90
found in my cleaning. But this all pales in comparison to the bestest
thing ever: Wedding RSVP cards. I attended two weddings in the past
month or so, both for pairs of friends from college. And I had dutifully
sent in my RSVP cards to both of them. But perhaps this was due
to the fact that their RSVP cards had requested a meal selection.
Because cleaning my room led me to find no less than three wedding
RSVP cards from 2002 and 2003 that I had never managed to send out.
I found myself staring at these
old RSVPs for parties long past. And the thing is, they had all
come with pre-addressed stamped envelopes, and pre-written notes
with fill-in-the-blanks for your name, binary attendance (yes/no),
and a small space for other. So I figured, what the heck. And I
filled out each RSVP with my name, indicating my attendance for
the weddings I had attended, and my regretful decline of the invitation
for the wedding I had missed**. After sealing
the envelopes, I dropped them into a postbox, and was grinning like
an idiot for the rest of the day whenever I thought about it.
I do wonder what people's reaction
will be to receiving slightly tardy RSVPs. I think I'd probably
find it somewhat amusing, albeit perhaps less so than I do from
this end. Mayhaps it will depend on whether the couples' parents
have a sense of humor. (And could hence also serve as good research
for whether humor is genetic, as the couples themselves all have
a good sense of humor.) I'm curious whether the parents will inform
my now-married friends of this untimely RSVP with laughter, sternly
comment on my lack of character for being so late, or simply discard
the card altogether without a second thought. I suppose so long
as it's not the latter, I may find out.
*Especially to me, given that room cleaning
is something I spent my childhood actively avoiding and my adulthood
passively avoiding.
**One of my favorite things I noticed is that one of the cards said "The favor of a reply is requested before August 21." Well, it's only July now. So I added a note to that card that said, "You didn't specify which year."
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