HAVE A !%$*&@! DAY

by Cynthia on October 2, 2017

My gym schedules regular aquatic exercise classes. On those days, I have to get there at just the right time. I have to squeeze myself between the scheduled classes.

Normally, that’s fine.

Today, there was someone in each lane.

Now, we’re required to share a lane if necessary, but it can be a tight squeeze. Sometimes squashing my swimming into half a lane irritates my shoulders so, I was happy when I noticed that a woman looked like she was getting out. She stopped at the side of the lane and was stretching. I asked if I could share. She said, “I’ll be out in a few minutes.”

So I said, “Since you’re using the outside of the lane, I imagine you want me to use the inside of the lane.”

She said, “No. I’m using the middle. I’ll be out when I’m finished.”

I was a little confused. I used my kindergarten teacher voice. “We need to share.”

“There are five other lanes,” she said. “Share with one of them.”


She was stretching in one spot. She was about to get out. I stood there, giving her adequate time to think about our situation.

“Fine,” she said. “You’ve already decided that you’re not going to wait. So, I guess I’m done.” She stomped out of the pool. “It wouldn’t kill you to wait for me to finish.”

I watched her as she put on her robe, grabbed her towel and stormed away. At the door, she turned back for one last glare, as if to say, “Have a !%$*&@! day.”

I slid into the pool. The water was perfect.

As I swam, I couldn’t stop thinking about what she’d said. How did she know what would kill me and what wouldn’t?

I’m very sensitive about time. We only have so much. So, when I have to wait 10 minutes for someone who isn’t ready or I find myself in a situation where I have 15 minutes to kill through no fault of my own, I think about what I could be getting done. Waiting 5 minutes, unnecessarily for this woman to get out of the pool just because she didn’t feel like sharing a lane, would have cost me 5 minutes. Forever.

Eventually, I was able to do my meditative swimming and I know the rest of my day will be productive and good because, now that I’ve told you about my morning, I won’t let it take up any more of my day. After all, the time we use up, we don’t get it back. Better to do something good with it.

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Radio Days

by Cynthia on September 27, 2017

For the last few weeks, in addition to my regular schedule, I’ve had a side project. It’s been fun and a little like having multiple personalities. See, I’ve been playing the roles of three characters in the Radio Days series produced by Collaborative Theatre Project—CTP. At first I wasn’t sure I’d be able to do it. Three different people with three different voices and attitudes? Thinking about their story helped some, but changing my posture for each one seemed to make the most difference. They each have their own way of standing and, once I found that, I could adjust my voice and my attitude accordingly. Honestly, I don’t know how the actors who read for audio books do it. They have to sound like different genders, ages, personalities, and attitudes, and these creations start fresh with every book they record. Amazing!

In the show, there are stand-up mics (that look like the one above), a table full of manual sound effects, the person who operates that table, seven actors, a director (doing double-duty as sound assistant), and the behind-the-scene magicians who make sure things happen how and when they’re supposed to.

The first reading is an episode of Fibber McGee and Molly called Scrap Drive. The second is The Gibson Murder Case, a Richard Diamond, Private Detective mystery.

The show will run one more day, Saturday, September 30th at 1:30 p.m.

For tickets, please go to the CTP website, click on Radio Days and scroll down to Fibber McGee and Molly.


Or just show up at the door.
Either way, we’d love to see you there.


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