Today I am taking part in the Christchurch City Libraries Learn programme. I've been looking forward to this. I want to know more about blogging especially and this is such a good opportunity to learn.
I was superorganised this morning. Woke at 5.45am, stared into darkness until 6:30. What luxury! Listening to the sounds of the morning and the hollowness around the objects in the room. At 7:00am I started my Morning Pages a la Julia Cameron - three pages of thoughts every morning. I've been doing this for more than a month now and I am finding it brilliant. It does take a while though. At least half an hour a day but it does sort out my head and help me organise myself. Settling down the 'gremlin of the mind'.
After that I had a shower, did my hair, woke the girls, made them breakfast, sorted out their lunches, packed their bags, fed the dog, patted the cat, hung out the washing, put another load of teatowels on, and headed up the hill with Lydie in tow to the bus stop. The 8:34am bus was on time but the ride into town was terrifying. The poor bus driver. He was an elderly man and kept muttering under his breath about running late.
That is a ridiculous time to get to town - 30 minutes down Christchurch's busiest road at rush hour. The route needs at least another 5 minutes tacked on for variables. I felt quite scared at one stage when the driver beetled down the bus lane at 70kmph. Heaven knows what would have happened if someone had stepped off the curb. If the bus left the Sign of the Takahe at 8:24 rather than 8:34, things would run much more smoothly especially until the bus lanes are in place properly. I'm going to email the Council and tell them of my concerns. Also, the old 8:17am service was always full to bursting with passengers. This 8:34am bus was only a quarter full and I'm sure it's because people can't guarantee getting to work on time. The driver got our bus to Ballantynes on time 9:55am, but he was stressed and people on the bus were too!
Still, I made it on time. Got into the lift with other people in my course. It's a nice small group and I think I'm going to enjoy blogging.
I was superorganised this morning. Woke at 5.45am, stared into darkness until 6:30. What luxury! Listening to the sounds of the morning and the hollowness around the objects in the room. At 7:00am I started my Morning Pages a la Julia Cameron - three pages of thoughts every morning. I've been doing this for more than a month now and I am finding it brilliant. It does take a while though. At least half an hour a day but it does sort out my head and help me organise myself. Settling down the 'gremlin of the mind'.
After that I had a shower, did my hair, woke the girls, made them breakfast, sorted out their lunches, packed their bags, fed the dog, patted the cat, hung out the washing, put another load of teatowels on, and headed up the hill with Lydie in tow to the bus stop. The 8:34am bus was on time but the ride into town was terrifying. The poor bus driver. He was an elderly man and kept muttering under his breath about running late.
That is a ridiculous time to get to town - 30 minutes down Christchurch's busiest road at rush hour. The route needs at least another 5 minutes tacked on for variables. I felt quite scared at one stage when the driver beetled down the bus lane at 70kmph. Heaven knows what would have happened if someone had stepped off the curb. If the bus left the Sign of the Takahe at 8:24 rather than 8:34, things would run much more smoothly especially until the bus lanes are in place properly. I'm going to email the Council and tell them of my concerns. Also, the old 8:17am service was always full to bursting with passengers. This 8:34am bus was only a quarter full and I'm sure it's because people can't guarantee getting to work on time. The driver got our bus to Ballantynes on time 9:55am, but he was stressed and people on the bus were too!
Still, I made it on time. Got into the lift with other people in my course. It's a nice small group and I think I'm going to enjoy blogging.
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