Shakedown Street


Some days you just gotta dance..

For me, today was one of those days. I woke up this morning in a particularly bad mood. I’m not completely sure what triggered it given the fact that I went to bed quite pleased. But I do know it was made worse by the weather. The sky looked just as overloaded and tired as I was. It was dreary, gray, and cold while I was gloomy, glum, and blue.

Yesterday, I’d managed to cross a few things off of my to-do list, but I’m still not as far along as I would like to be. I have so much work to do in such a short period of time that I really can’t afford to feel over-worked and downtrodden for even five minutes, let alone a whole day. So, I was really hoping to wake up early this morning feeling rejuvenated and motivated. There’s Christmas shopping, blog writing, and website editing to do. There’s organizing, posting, selling and shipping Clough’s Collectibles. Then Roger and I are also planning, creating, and constructing a whole new room for Mia; complete with a sensory nook, canopy bed, a 32” inch wall mounted TV, and much more. (Most of which I am entirely indebted to my amazing parents for.) After all that there is the normal every day household chores to do. I’m trying my damndest to stay a float of them so they don’t pile up and make more work for me in the end. And all the while I’m mothering my Mia – which is pretty much a full time job as it is, even when she isn’t home.


(My Brother-in-law and I dancing at his wedding to my sister, Samantha.)

I may have bitten off more than I can chew, so to speak. but, it still has to get done. There is no time for stopping. There is no time for self-pity. There is no time for needless breaks

I guess the problem with all that is that it’s all work and no play, which makes Kimberly a dull girl. Or, rather, it makes me discouraged, melancholy, morose, dejected and unenthusiastic.

I needed to find a way out. Badly. All I needed to do was climb out of the rut I was in, buckle down, and get to work. Easier said than done when all I want to do is curl up on the couch with a cup of coffee and a good book. Lucky for me, I didn’t have to think too hard. I didn’t have to search. The answer found me itself. And the answer was this: Dance. Dance without reason, without restraint, without fear. Dance to the greatest jam band of all time, “The Greatful Dead.”


I know that you’re probably thinking I’m crazy. And the guy in the car next to me at the two minute red light at the end of my street definitely thought I was crazy as I sat there with my front windows rolled all the way down dancing my ass off to The Grateful Dead’s “Shakedown Street” (which was ridiculously loud), but I’m not. No, I am not. And truth be told, it worked wonders.

It worked so well that a couple of times during the day I took dance breaks. Yes, I did this – trucking upstairs to my kitchen numerous times just to get my dance on all by myself while doing silly little household chores – like sweeping the floor, loading and unloading the dishwasher etc. I’d dance through the whole nine minutes and forty-two seconds worth of amazing vocals and guitar solos. Nine minutes and forty-two seconds of pure bliss.

Needless to say, I ended up completely pulling myself up out of the imaginary hole I had dug. I ended up feeling revitalized. I ended up feeling happy. I ended up feeling inspired. I ended up getting done more than I needed to.


(“Dancing” – if you want to call it that – to “Lady in red” with my cousin, Caitlin @ my sister’s wedding. I think we might have been ruining the mood, haha.)

So, my advice to you next time you have one of those days, would be to dance. If you’re not a fan of The Grateful Dead then anything will do. But make sure  that you dance. Dance without meaning. Dance without restraint. Dance until you’re happy.



5 thoughts on “Shakedown Street

  1. Well now , everyone is always saying ‘when are you going to write about them’ well I need never say that! Because you just described how I feel about life, dance can change a bad mood to good with a few steps or spins , turns , leaps.Loved it dance , dance , dance!!!I Keep it coming my dear………….

  2. YES YES YES!!!! Sometimes you just gotta dance the blues away…. or dance the anger away….or dance the sadness away…. whatever pains you – a lot of times the cure is DANCE!!! Hence my addiction! I love this post =0) And our picture!

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