Friday, February 6, 2009

If You Don't Know Me by Now...

Today at 4.16PM, my figure drawing teacher Ronette text(ed) me to ask if I would like to come to the evening class, seeing as I missed two Friday morning sessions in January. At around 4.50PM she rang my cell and left a message asking the same. At 5.15PM she rang my land line asking the same. I was weaving a genuinely boring cashmere scarf and I instinctively said "No."

I instinctively said "No" because I had my big red apron on, meaning, normally I would have had my PJs on underneath, having gotten up and gone straight to work after breakfast, washing my face and brushing my teeth. Then I remembered I had a shower and put on more or less proper clothes just before Kath arrived this morning. So I rang her at 5,20 to ask what time class started; she said, "5:30."

Long story short, I had Ben come and pick me up and I was in class around 5:45. And all I had to do was fetch my drawing class box and put on my sandals; I didn't bother getting out of the big red apron, my hair was in a crumpled work pony tail. The Thursday evening students must have thought I am an odd one...

Lessons learned:
* Keep my cell phone switched on and keep it by me at all times, rather than carrying it in my purse only when I go out. I might miss out on good things if I don't make the cell phone an extension of myself. (OR NOT; I HAVE PHONES, THOUGH I DON'T MIND TALKING.)
* Perhaps a more "standard" hygiene schedule and dress code would benefit, rather than my super-duper convenient one. On weaving days, I shower after work, before I cook dinner. My PJs are old T-shirts and old cotton 3/4 pants or sweat pants.

Question of the day:
* What on earth is the past tense of the verb, "to text", anyway???

Long weekend coming up; Ben and I continue to empty the kitchen and move the firewood from the driveway so builders can start demolishing the old wood burner starting Tuesday. Yikes.

6 comments:

  1. how weird you wrote this, because I have begun to think I need to get back into a more strict routine. It seems like before I know it, Steve is almost home and here I am in my pj's still. I think I need to shower and dress sometime earlier than 4 pm.

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  2. hahahahaa
    Me too.

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  3. I've heard that personal routine actually enhances creativity. Please experiment and let me know if this is true!

    I vote for "texted" but that's just me.

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  4. I don't know about routine enhancing creativity, but I know that I work better when I am exercised, dressed and so feeling good about myself.

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  5. If I'm not leaving the house I can understand a PJ day. But generally I get up, get dressed, tame the mane, scrub face and teeth. Then I feel I can conquer the world or just my area of it. hehe.. I don't know about text(ed) but my coworker has a deep southern drawl and he says (textin) so I guess it depends.

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  6. Mine is a routine I fine-tuned over the years, first and foremost in trying to not be seduced (?) into housework, but also in avoiding overthinking. And it works, unless I stay on the computer too long. I'm on the loom - or doing something relating to weaving - before I'm fully conscious and it allows me to concentrate on the task at hand.

    I love showers and baths, but I find my mind gets stimulated and, while great for lots of other things, all the electric activities in my head tend to work against happy/peaceful weaving.

    The PJs are just for comfort of movement, of course.

    Deep End, love the "taming of the mane"!!

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