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It's Saturday again... Already....
Geez.
It seems like the week just barely gets started, and suddenly it's the weekend all over again. I had never considered how time speeds up, relatively speaking, for those of us with as much or more grey/silver as the "other" color, until the days seemed to just zip on past. I find myself, more often than not, blinking and thinking, "Waitaminute!! Wasn't it Tuesday just a minute ago?"
*sigh*
It's foggy too - a perfect ambience for pondering. I can see blue trying desperately to win against the fluffy, chilly white stuff; but unless the sun starts to put forth some serious effort, it's gonna be one of those "I think I'm a mushroom" days. Not that there's anything wrong with fog, mind you. This time of year, if we didn't have our night/morning fog/low clouds, we'd be having temps in the triple digits like they are just a few miles inland. No thanks.
Still...
My determination to regain my "skillz" on the piano means I've put in roughly 5 hours of practice this week, after maybe managing 1 per week up to now (since the performance, that is.) I do have to say that I'm really feeling how my shoulders and upper arms are failing. It hurts to turn pages, for heaven's sake!! I guess I'm gonna be memorizing a lot from here on out, because it hurts less when I don't have to do that extra move - especially with my left arm.
Getting old sux. Having arthritis sux. I wish I'd appreciated my smooth-moving joints back when I had them.
Don't make my mistake!
It seems like the week just barely gets started, and suddenly it's the weekend all over again. I had never considered how time speeds up, relatively speaking, for those of us with as much or more grey/silver as the "other" color, until the days seemed to just zip on past. I find myself, more often than not, blinking and thinking, "Waitaminute!! Wasn't it Tuesday just a minute ago?"
*sigh*
It's foggy too - a perfect ambience for pondering. I can see blue trying desperately to win against the fluffy, chilly white stuff; but unless the sun starts to put forth some serious effort, it's gonna be one of those "I think I'm a mushroom" days. Not that there's anything wrong with fog, mind you. This time of year, if we didn't have our night/morning fog/low clouds, we'd be having temps in the triple digits like they are just a few miles inland. No thanks.
Still...
My determination to regain my "skillz" on the piano means I've put in roughly 5 hours of practice this week, after maybe managing 1 per week up to now (since the performance, that is.) I do have to say that I'm really feeling how my shoulders and upper arms are failing. It hurts to turn pages, for heaven's sake!! I guess I'm gonna be memorizing a lot from here on out, because it hurts less when I don't have to do that extra move - especially with my left arm.
Getting old sux. Having arthritis sux. I wish I'd appreciated my smooth-moving joints back when I had them.
Don't make my mistake!