I promise I'm not bi-polar or anything. My plan to hold it together today just happened to work out nicely.
I always look forward to Tuesdays, today in particular. I walked in to the studio with the worst attitude. I may have snapped at someone who asks far too many questions. I just wasn't in the mood. I jumped right my projects; head down, focused. I tried my hardest to avoid everyone.
I think GMG noticed and went out of his way to make extra hilarious jokes to rock me out of my funk. It worked. By the end of class, I had forgotten everything awful that was happening at home. It's amazing how a person I had so wrongly misjudged had actually went out of their way to make sure that I was happy. The atmospheres of the ceramics studio gave me enough positive energy to get through a Rewrites meeting and a Mass media lecture without completely collapsing. I can be pretty fragile.
On Tuesdays after school, I stop by the grocery store to pick up odds and ends and then I stop at Dunkin Donuts (because it's next door) to get a (disgusting) latte. It doesn't really matter what the coffee actually tastes like, the routine is what's important. Routines provide a sense of normalcy when things get crazy.
When I got home, I practiced another favorite pastime I look to to regain some kind of control; cleaning. Earlier this week I downloaded a book to my Kindle called "Magical Housekeeping" by Tess Whitehurst and while some things are over my head completely, there is a certain connection between negative energy and a messy home. I'm hoping that I can wash away all of the negativity that's found it's way into my house and life. I hope it works.
I'm going to pack my bag and leave for my knitting group in a few minutes; the perfect ending to a rather peaceful Tuesday.
What's your favorite day of the week? Why?