Vacuum cat hair off of newly cleaned carpet
Dust cat hair off of newly laundered slipcovers, because laundering them doesn't
necessarily do the trick.
Mop cat hair off of the walls and doors, or using whatever to accomplish this
Dust off thousands of pieces of music that haven't been looked at all summer
Dust off the piano, also not looked at (well, not meaningfully)
Insert fingernail file into slot between piano keys in order to latch onto long strings of built up cat hair. Slowly withdraw said cat hair thread, hooked onto fingernail file; be careful - some threads are the length of a cat's tail (well, not a Manx).
Organize all of the new choir music which has taken on a life of its own, on top of the entertainment center, while acting as Linus' summer bed-cool- off cushion.
Give up the notion that one will have sewn a new concert dress before Sept. 8
and instead, aim for Halloween; my new concert dress is black, after all, & I could become the witch "they" (definitely not my students) truly believe I am.
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Begin looking over one's shoulder, in case one has ceased to do so over the summer
holiday, so to avoid too many nasty surprises throughout the year.
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Get a "With-It" haircut in order to camouflage advancing years. That being done
today, complete pre-making-music-year tasks by:
FOR SURE, SIT HERE AT YOUR COMPUTER AND DISREGARD EVERYTHING ELSE.
So, only paying particular attention to the last item on the list, I am happily not doing anything listed above in lower case type. I KNOW that I work best under pressure, you see, and with a full two days to go before my students come through the raspberry front door, there is PLENTY of time for everything (not on my list) to get done!
Can I help it if all enthusiasm waned as I nursed a cracked right ankle and bruised and beaten
other leg, for nearly 4 weeks? Can I help it if a pothole upended me whilst jay walking (running, actually), resulting in 4 weeks of enforced procrastination? Rehabilitation, that's it, and prescribed rehabilitation (prescribed by moi, that is) specifically excludes any working type contact with walls, carpets, dishes, windows, ironing, laundry, cooking, and cleaning the oven (but it's a self-clean, you say - but owner is too scared to turn on the high temp button, for fear of a fire)! I could, as little Kaylyn dictated to me, "turn on the dishwasher," but "I AM THE DISHWASHER, Kaylyn, and I am not turned on!"
As for the "with-it" haircut, and with asymmetrical being "in" (as per Kate of Jon & Kate, etc.), that is what I have now. Well, it is always asymmetrical, because one side grows twice as fast as the other, but now it has been professionally preened, and I am WITH IT! If the kids don't care for my haircuts, the question asked is, "Did you get your hair cut?" However, if they approve, then it is a "Oh, I LOVE your haircut!" I'll bet my 4 cats that they don't know that I know so much, but advancing years have enlightened me. (They'll discover that same enlightenment in their lives, too, in 2075).
Actual guilt is setting in here, so maybe, just maybe, those dusty eyelet sheers will end up in water, soap, and pummeled by an agitator other than the usual ( ie: climbing cat claws). Did you ever wonder why cat owners choose eyelet fabric for their sheers? For those not in the "know," eyelet is full of manufactured holes, so what better choice for cat owners?
Yes, sheer guilt overcomes me, so with my new "with-it" haircut and now-nimble legs, "I am yours, my Whirlpool! Coming, dear."
(If lines jump all over as you view this piece, so be it. I have absolutely no idea in hell how to fix lines that are stuck on a pogo stick).
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