I’m over 60, growing up in SoCal we had Square Dancing and the Maypole but also the Mexican Hat Dance, plus Tinikling, the Filipino one with two poles. Oh, and I think a bit of Hula.
(Later as a teacher I taught my 2nd graders some Russian dancing I had learned from my ballet teacher, because little kids are bouncy and kicky and we could do it inside when it rained.)
Besides everything else, Martin Luther King gave us a sorely-needed January holiday. If you want to do it right, make plans to do something selfless that day. It might even lead to you continuing to do that thing or work with that group, and exercise those human kindness muscles, developing the content of your character. Or it might just be the once, and that’s okay. Or maybe the best you can muster is to raise a glass and thank Martin for the 3-day weekend. It’s still something to get your head past this slump. By Groundhog Day you’ll be seeing that little bit more daylight that brings hope.
The great thing about skirts is that they can be breezy even when they’re long! So if you’re not comfortable with everyone looking at your legs, or can’t be bothered trying to sit without showing your crotch, get a nice sweepy skirt that comes to your ankles and Stride! Sprawl! Swagger and Swash! Shwing!
California is a lovely state with many reasons to visit. If a person who happens to be pregnant comes to Los Angeles, she could go camping, skiing, surfing, tour stars’ homes or Disneyland or Hogwarts… And she could get a safe legal abortion. Or the pregnancy could spontaneously miscarry in a hotel room or on the side of a mountain, who knows?
When she goes home no longer pregnant, it’s nobody’s fucking business.
Or she could not go home, and start a new life in a place that respects her.
Edit: feel free to go back and change all the "she"s to "they"s because a pregnant trans man would deserve all the same rights and safe medical care.
I have a nice aluminum stepladder. I discovered the handiest place to store it is behind the living room curtain. Much easier than in a closet. And much safer than climbing on chairs!
I only have PayPal linked to a credit card, so I can always pit that ruthless company against them, I guess. But it does sour me on them if that’s how they treat their merchants