November 15, 2006 at 10:24 AMSometimes instead of practicing, I sit and piddle around for an hour or two. During this time, I think about practicing, but I don’t. Actually, I don’t do a thing. I zone out for a while, and deep down I hope it somehow counts for practicing anyway, even though I’m not doing anything but piddling around. An hour or two goes by in about a minute, and then I feel kinda bad, like I wasted the chance to make a big improvement or something. But secretly, I’m still hoping that the thinking time will pay off in the long run. I feel really spacious after my piddling times. It’s hard to put the piddle away, though, once it’s out.
Every once in a while, I think about the time I got sent to the principal’s office in first grade for not putting my shoes on after the fifth time my teacher told me to. “Enough! I’m going down the hall, and when I get back, you’d better have those shoes on!” Honestly, it was the same kind of time warp that happened back then, too. There she was, and the shoes were still at my feet, my fingers fumbling on the yellow laces. And then the principal said, “Emily, we can’t have little girls running around the school with no shoes on.” I cried because I knew that I was going to be banned from the public school and be sent away to a school for girls who couldn’t keep their shoes on.
But I got a scholarship instead, so I think I’m right about the piddling time.
Or something like that...
Enjoy your piddle - it sounds wonderful. Just don't sit in it too long afterwards or your bum will get cold and wet. Probably a bad thing for Alaska.
So my violin teacher today was impressed at my lesson and told me whatever I did to practice this week really paid off. I told him I did a lot of "thinking". With my shoes off.
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