Paints, Ice, Habits

I'd like to show you a new painting I did, but when I went to hook up my camera, I noticed the wire was busted. So later I suppose. I honestly hate it, the painting I mean, thats just how I work, but what I am excited about, is, well hold on. Ok its two 12 x 12 canvases. Side by side. And I painted so they were connected with the brush strokes on one side. Then I thought, I wonder if I can make them match on the other, so I set out, then I wondered if I could make them match when one was placed above the other. And yes, success. Well hey, at least I'm excited about it.
So getting into new habits is difficult. As well as breaking old ones. I've got to shower every evening as well, to help with my allergies, and washing off of the crud that I've come in contact with during the day. So far it's worked. But when I remember, I'm usually too tired to force myself into the shower. Oh I've also got to get in the habit of deep cleaning my house once a week, since I'm basically allergic to dirty houses. And when I say I'm living in a dirty house, I don't mean filth, I mean I'm the worst at dusting. That's it basically, and that dust is what kills me. I know most people say, they're allergic to dust as well, but I don't think it causes your skin to swell and itch, and well, I don't remember the last time I could actually breathe through both of my nostrils at once, or even clearly through one.
Enough of that.
It's cold outside, very cold, but no precipitation, and I was hoping to have the school closed. Oh well, looks like I'll be there bright and early. But Friday's aren't so bad. Tests, and fun games, so it should be pretty laid back. And I need to get to sleep earlier, yes I'm like a grandma when it comes to going to bed, but I'm dead if I go to sleep at 11 and wake up at 5. I don't need to wake up at 5. I could technically wake up at 6:30 and still have plenty of time to get to work. But I can't shake this number....5....
I suppose I have this odd issue with having to never feel rushed. I've gotten into such a routine. Listen to what happened to me yesterday. I had gotten distracted and was running behind my usual schedule in getting to work. I usually leave the house around 6:45, get to work at 7, sit in my classroom until 8:15 when they send my students down. I think I have a real issue here. I must be over an hour ahead of schedule, always. Oh wait, I didn't say what happened yesterday, so I was behind schedule, and didn't make it to my classroom until 7:30. I honestly felt panic stricken the whole morning. Could this be a control issue? Do I feel like I have to control time? Why?
Let me think on those questions a bit, I'll get back to you tomorrow hopefully on that. My way of thinking through something is to sit and paint it out. Paint the emotion, the feeling, the issue, and it'll get worked out in some strange abstract way.