Miscalculating

Today, as is often the case, my most overworked yoga client canceled after I got there –– which means I was basically paid $150 for an hour walk (30 minutes in each direction), which I supposed isn’t bad.
It’s my own version of a Fran Leibowitz line.  Basically, I could live really well on NOT-teaching another 10 clients like this a week, and get plenty of fresh air and exercise.
There was some prospective client call confusion, too (which has never happened before) –– but somehow two in a row miscalculated their times (one of which I managed to work in briefly, the other … maybe later).
Beyond this, I do have to say that despite my optimism, I feel THE NEW NORMAL is also widely miscalculated.
I love the title –– and it’s already become part of the culture –– but I just don’t know why the show isn’t working for me.
It may be that everything seems just a little too arch, particularly the inexplicable success level of the Producer part of the couple.  He seems utterly vapid and yet astonishingly successful and unlike any other successful producer I’ve ever encountered.  Even the super-precocious child seems inhuman, although I love Manny on MODERN FAMILY totally.
It may be that the show –- despite the gay couple at the center –– is actually almost arch-conservative in its values:  only by raising a newborn can one find happiness … everything else is vapid and empty.
As I write this I look up at some images I’ve collaged for the new play, one of which is THE GOLDEN GIRLS.
Somehow The Girls really got it right on every level, and in its own way, offered a much more liberal/radical message:  in the end, (certainly more than fake TV producers wanting to Play Dad), it’s FRIENDSHIP and Chosen Family that’s most important.
Thank you for being a friend.