Fri. Oct. 6, 2023: Ready to Rest
image courtesy of Cim from PixabayFriday, October 6, 2023
Waning Moon
Pluto, Saturn, Neptune, Chiron, Uranus, Jupiter Retrograde
Rainy and warm
For once, this might actually be a short-ish post. I know, don’t faint. The post isn’t allowing category or tag notes today, so (shrug) there we are.
Today’s serial episode is from Angel Hunt:
Episode 74: Teaching Boys About Demons
Demons in the wild are different than demons in a video game.
Tomorrow’s serial episode is from Deadly Dramatics:
Episode 24: Dutch Thrillers & Drunk Co-Workers
A spontaneous outing at the movies winds up with a surprising meeting in a bar.
Meditation was good yesterday morning, and Charlotte was thrilled to be on ZOOM again.
I sat down to write some thank you notes and pay some bills and get some other admin done that piled up over the course of the residency. I walked to the post office to mail everything and send something certified and get a postcard stamp for the card I’m sending my friend on the road. The clerk told me she was so upset to miss the reading at the bookstore; she was called in to work unexpectedly on Saturday, and was really bummed. Which was sweet of her to mention.
I prepped my pages for Nightwood’s final session. I did some meal planning for next week, and made a comprehensive grocery list. I am probably the only person who spends MORE when I meal plan and make a list than when I just go in, see what looks good, and make up the week’s meals on the fly. But there are new recipes I want to try.
Fought with CVS some more. They keep sending emails to reschedule the COVID-booster, then try to send us an hour or more out. No. Just fucking no. Don’t tell me you have “local appointments open” when it’s an hour to an hour and a half away. Yes, I filed yet another complaint. Getting this booster is like the cage fighting we had to do for the original vaccine, and it should be a smooth system by now.
Ordered more COVID home tests (you can get another set free through the post office).
The session was intense. Some people had to miss it, but most of us were there. The two groups were melded, and everyone read a few minutes. There was a big sheet for notes, since we couldn’t read everyone’s material and have time to give notes. We all made our notes on the form and submitted it at the end. It was intense and wonderful and beautiful. It was interesting how different the work from the two groups were. I wish we’d had more time to spend together. But we all felt full of gratitude and creativity and joy by the end of it, as sad as we were for it ending.
I realized, as I sprawled on the couch after, though, that even though these two endings this week were A Lot, I’m ready to now try to apply and integrate what I’ve learned to my work moving forward. I’m also feeling a deep need to go back into hermit mode.
I read some more in the Mary Rodgers Guettel memoir, and then managed to drag myself to yoga. I was so tired, I could barely drive the five blocks. They already had Eagle Street blocked off for tonight’s First Friday, where they’re doing something with projections, so I actually had to pay attention to the detours, rather than just mechanically drive.
Our teacher was late because of a delay in her previous class at the college. But it was a lovely evening. We all just laughed and chatted outside the studio, and threatened to order pizza and eat it while sitting on the curb, making it impossible to do any yoga!
But our teacher came, very apologetic, with one of our group’s retired service dogs, who’d been serving as a therapy dog in the college class. He’s such a love bug. I was in Savasana and felt a paw on my stomach. I opened my eyes and he dropped his tennis ball down on me. Too funny. He’s such a sweetheart. There’s even an article about him in the college paper, in his new career as the college’s emotional support dog. There’s a photo of him with the article, so you can see how adorable he is.
Home, cooked dinner, read a bit, and then crashed.
Overslept this morning, which did not amuse Tessa and Charlotte.
Having a slow start. My body wants rest. I need to go grocery shopping and to the library, but that will be all my out-and-abouting today. I need to do some wrap-up admin for the BHPC and get that out the door. I have to get next week’s Legerdemain episodes up, and do the videos for all the episodes dropping next week, and get them up on TikTok.
I have a feeling I will skip First Friday tonight, even though it sounds really cool.
In the next few days, I need to get ahead on Legerdemain and The Process Muse, and focus on the “Work” poem. The opening line came just before residency; the last line came last night, as I was about to go to bed. Now I need to build the rest of it, using what I learned in the residency.
Tomorrow I’m going to a show in Pittsfield. Sunday I’m going to a workshop at the Clark. I’ll go a little early to spend some time with the art, and that will be my weekly “Day at the Clark” instead of today.
Next week, I go into pitch mode. I need to add a few new clients to the roster for November – March.
It’s supposed to rain all weekend and all next week. Urgh. So much for a lovely autumn vacation.
Have a great weekend, and I’ll catch you on the other side of it.
