all i wanted yesterday was a nap. but it was not meant to be.
i gave an hour and a half massage in the early afternoon, and then wanted to show my sister my lovely new massage space. i went to her salon, and she said, “why don’t we color your hair?” so we did that, and now it’s pretty darn bright. I told her they wanted me to have pin curls in my hair, and she demanded to know why she wasn’t doing my styling. i told her she was much, much too busy. after coloring my hair, she said she’d try one pin curl, and suddenly, she’d done it all.
they took a very long time to dry. she used great big professional hair clip things, so i realized that napping would be out of the question.
actually, much later, at almost six o’clock, i did attempt lying down. it was a little bit like lying on a bed of nails. only not the actually poking into my skull, but still, not comfortable in any way and sleep was out of the question.
rehearsal went quite well despite my fatigue. my hair looked great, too. mom came and took some pictures; a lot of them didn’t turn out because there just wasn’t enough light. but a few were good. i’m going to post them here later today when i’m home, but that won’t be for a while. i have many massages this afternoon, and then NO play practice tonight! this will be a nice break, but also slightly scary, because tomorrow night it might feel like we haven’t practiced in a very long time. but i’m sure it’ll be fine.
here’s a link to the story about the play in today’s paper. there’s a cover photo in the print version, and i’m in it. it’s too bad they couldn’t have used a smiling photo, but the one they chose is pretty funny.
http://www.sj-r.com/sections/ane/stories/47511.asp
a guy in the play, Gil, lent me a little book he has. it’s a funny little book with lots of photos and not too much text, and is called something like “how to be happy, damnit.” the messages in it are pretty simple, but good. lots of truths that i knew were true but haven’t thought about lately. it also talked a little about meditation. this is the second mention of meditation i’ve read in the past couple of weeks, so i think that’s a sign that i’d better get serious about doing it every day. i’m a little skeptical still about the magical ways in which it’s supposed to transform your outlook, your thinking, and your life in general, but i’m willing to give it a try.
i did do it this morning for 15 minutes, and it did seem to help still my heart, which has been racing much too fast for the past couple of days.
ok then,
grace