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Kris FrieswickKris Frieswick is the deputy editor of Mansion. She is also a reporter and author. Her debut novel, "The Ghost Manuscript," was published in April 2019 (Post Hill Press).
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THOSE WERE THE (CLOUDY) DAYS The author’s compulsion to track the weather dates back to early barometer-assisted bonding sessions with her father. Reports of a planned sequel to “Twister” whip up movie-fan anticipation. Apps, social-media pages and YouTube channels breathlessly describe what the weather is doing right now, saving you the trouble of looking out the window. On any given day, nonstop coverage tracks various weather disasters, giving each a name and a hashtag. The Kardashianization of Mother Nature leads me to ask one question: “What took you all so long?”
WHILE CYCLING in the suburbs in mid-September, I stopped at a house that demonstrated the most sincere, all-encompassing commitment to Halloween I’d ever seen. Its yard was an entire Halloween cemetery, with a coven of 10-foot-tall animatronic witches gathered around a huge cauldron, casting spells and creating utter, supernatural mayhem. Planning and executing this display had to be the focus of these homeowners’ lives for a good six months. While taking in every undead detail, I thought how fun it might be to embrace a holiday with such creative fulsomeness. Inspired and shamed by CemeteryPalooza, I vowed to step up our game this year.
BEST INTENTIONS A friend counseled the author to pack everything that might help the camping experience feel as comfortable and familiar as home, She took ‘everything’ literally. EARLY IN MY RELATIONSHIP with the man who would become The Husband, some friends suggested that we all go car-camping on the coast of Maine over Memorial Day weekend. When I eagerly invited him along, Future Husband, a Welshman who has lived exclusively in cities, looked at me for a beat too long. “Will there be pubs?” he asked.
SLEEP IS my drug of choice. If I sleep well, life is a beautiful song, with me on lead vocals and backing harmonies from the Little River Band (1981 lineup). If I don’t sleep well, I am grumpy, stupid, each individual vertebra aches, my arms are numb and my complexion resembles that of the Nazi officer in “Raiders of the Lost Ark” right before his face melts off. Given this, you might assume I have invested lots of time and energy finding the perfect mattress. Instead, I viewed occasionally useless arms and a melting face as a less painful alternative to navigating the ever-expanding, impenetrable Mattress Industrial Complex (MIC) with its countless stuffing options, firmness levels, delivery windows and gratuitous use of the word Avocado, an actual mattress brand, to refer to something you sleep on.
FIGHTING BACK After missing crucial reminders in the onslaught of useless notifications she faces each day, our columnist reached a breaking point. I FORGOT to pay my property tax last year. I realized this when I was filing my income tax form this April and couldn’t find any evidence it had been paid. Had I spent last September as an anti-government tax resister and the entire month of September had slipped my mind? Then I realized the real problem: I have notification deafness.
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