Monday, September 15
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gottawonderToday I am grateful for:
Getting up early enough to get to pottery class in decent time.
It was a lovely, golden kind of day.
Pottery was fun. Lots of people there today.
I trimmed the items we threw last week, and I am happy with how they look.
When someone finally asked me about myself, it was nice to share about my birthday, and yesterday's horse show.
I will say, I am tired of needing to always clean up after this same person in our class. Since I am often the last person to leave, I end up noticing the mess left behind by this one person. I've been cleaning up after her for the last two years, and this year will be the third, and I've had it.
She's a very nice person, but she's scattered. This is the person D and I went kayaking with two weeks ago, who was an hour late and couldn't find the paddle for her kayak. I think she's like this in every area of her life.
That said, today another potter noticed the mess, and ASKED ME if I would just tidy that up when I cleaned up my own area, even though THAT PERSON was also fully capable of tidying up this other woman's mess.
I originally thought that I would try to be aware of when this woman is leaving, and just try to catch her before she left to go over whether or not her area had been cleaned, but I think I'm going to have to be more blunt, because she just slips out and then you look over to see her mess.
She leaves a blob of clay running down one side of the wheel, muddy hand prints on the stools where she worked, drips of clay on the floor, and often somewhere in the studio she's left some of her tools, or some bottles of underglaze sitting on a table, or pools of glaze left behind on the glaze table.
Enough.
D brought me a big bag of very tasty little apples from her own tree, and I gave her two good-sized zucchinis.
After pottery, I went to Winner's.
Then I got groceries, for which I am always grateful.
I came home, and my Sweetie had already let everyone out into their bigger pastures. After putting away the groceries I brought them back in.
My Sweetie has some kind of bug, so he's all congested. He had a hot bath and headed to bed.
Getting up early enough to get to pottery class in decent time.
It was a lovely, golden kind of day.
Pottery was fun. Lots of people there today.
I trimmed the items we threw last week, and I am happy with how they look.
When someone finally asked me about myself, it was nice to share about my birthday, and yesterday's horse show.
I will say, I am tired of needing to always clean up after this same person in our class. Since I am often the last person to leave, I end up noticing the mess left behind by this one person. I've been cleaning up after her for the last two years, and this year will be the third, and I've had it.
She's a very nice person, but she's scattered. This is the person D and I went kayaking with two weeks ago, who was an hour late and couldn't find the paddle for her kayak. I think she's like this in every area of her life.
That said, today another potter noticed the mess, and ASKED ME if I would just tidy that up when I cleaned up my own area, even though THAT PERSON was also fully capable of tidying up this other woman's mess.
I originally thought that I would try to be aware of when this woman is leaving, and just try to catch her before she left to go over whether or not her area had been cleaned, but I think I'm going to have to be more blunt, because she just slips out and then you look over to see her mess.
She leaves a blob of clay running down one side of the wheel, muddy hand prints on the stools where she worked, drips of clay on the floor, and often somewhere in the studio she's left some of her tools, or some bottles of underglaze sitting on a table, or pools of glaze left behind on the glaze table.
Enough.
D brought me a big bag of very tasty little apples from her own tree, and I gave her two good-sized zucchinis.
After pottery, I went to Winner's.
Then I got groceries, for which I am always grateful.
I came home, and my Sweetie had already let everyone out into their bigger pastures. After putting away the groceries I brought them back in.
My Sweetie has some kind of bug, so he's all congested. He had a hot bath and headed to bed.
