Yet again, the rain outside has dampened my spirits. I have a blog idea list that is 4.5 pages long, but I’d rather indulge my inner five-year-old and do what I want, and none of the things on that list appeal to me right now.
So instead, I’m bringing you a sort of lame entry in which I sort of stretch the whole relation to my musical life, but at least I got it done. Here’s what I’ve been up to recently:
- I price-matched fruit at Wal-Mart so I wouldn’t have to pay $7 for studio reception grapes because I’m that girl.
- Had to hijack my rubber studio boot mat thing (where all my students are supposed to remove their shoes before entering) and give it to my cat because he kept sloshing water all over the laundry room floor. I couldn’t figure out why he was flipping his shit and weirding out every time he drank from his bowl. After five minutes of observation, I realized the cat is playing with his reflection (I recently got him a new silver/metal dish). Lightbulb moment followed by some semi-severe verbal cat shaming.
- Spent $90 on a new toner cartridge for my awesome-mega-death printer/scanner/copier that I use for my studio…frowned upon my own self while contemplating why I haven’t gone paperless.
- Walked 3 miles @ 3mph (math wizards: how long did it take?), which is enormous progress from the Lame Summer of Immobility, during which I was so inflamed in my knees that I couldn’t keep myself afloat in a lake without a life vest or climb stairs without leaving behind a piece of my soul or dignity. Now, I can even “run” at 4.5 mph…for no longer than two minutes at a time…but still. This means I am back to wearing shoes that don’t look like orthopedic moon boots, and can hop up and down my studio stairs at will. And by hop, I mean carefully tread, paying great attention to foot/hip form and lightly clinging to the rail for support. Fear me, world, for I sort of climb stairs!
- Decided last week that I’m going to start my certificate in arts management in February. Because I’m not living unless I’m pulling my hair out one strand at a time and subsisting on moldy cheese and saltines for another 1-2 years. But really, I need to officially learn how to do some things. Like not-for-profit financial management and fundraising…you know, rather than just half-assedly consulting google and guessing 90% of the time.
- …and I’m doing all that because the professional choral ensemble I manage, which has recently seen a sad sort of dip in activity because I stopped doing a ton of work, was just extended an offer by an umbrella organization to sponsor the group financially, which is just the sort of “saving grace” we need to live long and prosper. Woot woot!
That’s what’s up with me. What’s up with you?