this morning: waking up the first time with the cat sleeping on me. back to sleep.
the second time: waking up to the cat deciding now is the time to eat. after a few minutes, i can hear the dog at the top of the stairs, making desperate "i am so hungry i will surely die" sounds. up to use the bathroom, feed the animals, and then back downstairs to sleep some more.
a few text messages and e-mails arriving in, announcing this is the final day of the project, which i am surprised by because i thought this was going at least until tomorrow. some personal decisions to make about this.
finally up and showering at a quarter of ten. upstairs to sit, and it become a long and distracted sitting. when i finally make it to CaaD, i can barely make it, and i end up coming back to the same person twice. out the door with two guitars and the food items from yesterday, and driving back to my apartment. dropping one guitar off, making coffee and an egg sandwich at a relaxed pace, and back out the door after about 45 minutes. a quick phone call ahead to the (professional) repair shop, they are expecting me.
listening to the same disasterpeace soundtrack i have been listening to for years, partly to keep it in my head, partly because i'm trying to decide where to take an arrangement i'm working on.
arriving at the repair shop, and realizing that i have definitely seen this storefront before, years before when i was addressing a recall on my last car at the BMW dealership nearby. turning off the necessary talking, turning on the conversation, and chatting for a while with the owners/operators of the shop; i notice that they are very young, probably a good 10 years younger than me, but their father founded the shop and they inherited when he passed. it feels very good to be in the presence of a really pro operation like this, and i make a mental note to keep an eye on their employment opportunities. they also end up suggesting that i should simply wait until the bridge really gets worse on my guild; all present agree that it looks like it's holding quite well, and since nothing is warping, there is nothing to address for the time being. these are good people.
back in the car, and deciding to take the long way home. a text over to the Girl to ask her if she wants me to drop by the festival she's running today, and she responds with some terrible news about a friend of hers that we'd spent an evening with earlier this year. i'm unable to glean more, but she's in full ops mode so there's not likely to be anything more until much later.
stopping to pick up salad from a grocery store. a long, quiet drive home. finally back at DG's. feeding the animals again at 4:30ish. a walk up to the coffee shop nearby to pick up a cortado, and while walking back i note that i really didn't say much outside of "a cortado, please" and "thank you".
eating dinner. reading through voting information. catching up on diarizing.
reading an e-mail about the upcoming august course, and then to practicing.
mostly focusing on AAD material, specifically the anchor work. there's a little bit of a breakthrough with the sensing; i'm not sure why this particular thing is so challenging, though i think it might just be the unusual amount of physical activation required to work with this. it's technically more of a mental challenge, but the fine motor work is tricky enough that it's a distraction. i can appreciate the value, but related to a conversation from last weekend... it's not very useful.
a bit of work with chords on a piece/arrangement to kick over to tony.
and eventually the animals have decided to just sit on me, so i think i'm going to have to call it for tonight.
looks like there's a little more time, i think completion actually is tomorrow, so i'll put some time in tomorrow morning before rehearsal. and a final CaaD at tomorrow's sitting. and final notes tomorrow once i return home.
but while i'm thinking about it...
the thing i keep thinking about with regards to necessary talking is that it is one of the most socially reinforceable practices we take on. when engaging with it around a bunch of others that are not, there is a very palpable sense of setting aside that is pretty hard to hold open. like, in order to function, we have to communicate with others. and not being on the same page makes it incredibly difficult to maintain.
when i was able to properly stick with it, it was very easy to notice the internal jukebox flaring up loudly. and there was a palpable sense of energy that came out of it. it does make me want to work with it more; i think after this project is done and in the rear view mirror, there's some more work to be done. maybe there's something to look at for camp caravan in august.
anyway. enough. to bed.
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