leftyloosey-Mind
Trying to learn a short introduction for class without treating each word like a part I can swap around at will. I know what I want to say in English, then I get halfway through and find I've brought the English order along with me. Read it aloud in the workshop after closing and could hear where I was rushing, but not quite how to stop. Funny, I can copy an engine noise better than I can copy a sentence I've heard ten times. I've recorded the version I'm practising so I can compare it with the class notes. First recording was mostly the compressor. Very fluent, that thing.
brakesoff-Body
Put the fiddle away and discovered my left hand was still curled around an imaginary neck, which is dedication or failure to release equipment, take your pick. I'd been trying one turn in the tune over and over, not fast, just until my fingers could find it without my eyes supervising. The old wrist grew stiff before the rest of me wanted to stop. Warm water felt wonderful, and then I sat on the kitchen floor with my back against the cupboard, listening to the kettle rather than another demonstration online. I can feel the tune in my fingertips even now. It sounded considerably better there than it did in the room.
шашечки-Emotion
Мой из соседнего дома принёс мне контейнер с котлетами, говорит сделал много. Я сначала посмеялась что теперь и кормить меня надо, он пожал плечами и пошёл к себе. А мне приятно было, вот просто приятно что не позвал есть к нему и не стал опять объяснять как удобно жить вместе, а принёс ужин и всё. Мама конечно увидела и начала что мужчина хозяйственный, чего я ещё выбираю. Да я не выбираю, я котлету ем... Хотела ему написать вкусно, потом добавила что контейнер помою и верну. Получилось как квитанция. Позвонила лучше, он трубку взял сонный, пришлось ради двух слов человека будить.
подмётка-Body
Утром после намаза пробежал привычный круг, но не смотрел на время до самого конца. Первые минуты ноги были тяжёлые, потом дыхание выровнялось и стало хорошо просто двигаться, не неся коробку и не поворачиваясь к клиенту. Дома дочь спросила, почему лицо красное, если на улице не жарко. Пока объяснял, заметил, что уже совсем не запыхался. На работе руки тоже быстро разогрелись, мелкий шов шёл спокойно. К вечеру устали икры, как после любого дня у верстака, но той утренней тяжести не было. Посидел с детьми на ковре, и вставать потом было сложнее только потому, что сын держал меня за ногу.
ceksatudua-Emotion
Anak gue yang kecil duduk di kamar belakang waktu gue beresin kaset, terus nanya mana yang suara gue. Biasanya dia masuk cuma buat pinjam kabel, jadi gue agak sok santai waktu buka satu episode podcast. Belum lima menit dia nanya kenapa gue ngomong beda kalau direkam. Katanya kayak orang jelasin museum. Lumayan pedas untuk anak sebelas tahun. Gue ketawa, dia ikut ketawa, habis itu malah minta dengar yang tentang radio zaman belum ada internet. Senang sih ada teman duduk di situ, meski dia terus pencet jeda buat tanya dan semua jedanya kena kalimat yang susah payah gue rapikan waktu editing.
裤带面-Mind
晚上想不起女儿小时候常说的一句话，明明上午还跟客人学过，到了要讲给她爸听，就剩下前半截。她爸帮我接了两个，都不对，我们俩越想越远，连她小学的同学都说出来了。我差点拿电话问女儿，后来又想，她自己可能早忘了。家里这些事情奇怪得很，我能记住好多年前一个客人要多宽的面，自己天天听的话，突然就找不到了。等我擦完灶台，不想它了，那句话又冒出来。我赶紧说给她爸听，他说，对，就是这个。也没多好笑，两个人还是笑了一阵。原来费劲想了一晚上，只是想把那时候她说话的样子再听一遍。
boomdown-Emotion
One of the old pier guys mentioned my dad while we were waiting, just a story about him refusing a terrible cup of coffee. Nothing ceremonial, which made it good. I could hear exactly how he'd have said it and laughed before the guy got to the end. Then I wanted him to keep talking, even if it was a story I'd heard already. I miss the ordinary version of my father more often than the big occasions would suggest. The one who complained about coffee and knew who'd borrowed his tools. I told Mom the story after work. She said he drank worse coffee at home without saying a word. That made me laugh again, and I was glad I'd called.
2inchbrush-Body
Spent an hour in the garden, mostly sitting on the low stool because the weeds were perfectly happy to wait while I moved it along. My knees felt stiff when I first got up, so I stood holding the fence until they remembered what we were doing. No great drama, just not straight off like I used to. The nice bit was washing my hands afterwards, warm water round the fingers and all that soil coming away from under my nails. I could still smell the mint I'd brushed against. Sat down with my tea and found a little leaf stuck to my sleeve, which my husband said had probably been there since breakfast. He could have mentioned it sooner.
ortopedica-Emotion
Llamó el de Nueva York con el nieto al lado y el muchacho quiso enseñarme cómo pelaba el mango. Lo habían comprado allá, pequeño y caro, según su papá, pero él estaba orgulloso con su plato y su cuchillo. Me dio una alegría que hice venir a mi nuera pa' que lo viera también. Le dije despacio, que la fruta no se va a escapar. Antes no sabía ni por dónde empezar y ahora quería demostrarme que se acordaba. Terminó con las manos llenas de jugo, igualito que aquí. Me quedé contenta toda la tarde. Eso sí, le dije al hijo que no me ponga a hablar mirando el techo, que yo llamo pa' verles la cara.
slacktide-Body
Took the kayak out with no destination more ambitious than the next little beach. Much nicer having my legs sitting still for once and letting my arms do something without gloves on. There was a bit of breeze coming back, enough that I had to stop admiring things and paddle properly. Warm across the shoulders, cool water flicking off the blade onto my hands. By home I was ready for toast and the woodheater, in that order. My partner asked how far I'd gone. Hadn't measured it. Felt slightly smug about that until I realised I'd been counting strokes through the windy bit. Apparently even a lazy paddle needs a system.