I’m doing my best to make small improvements to my life each day.
I’d noticed my musical dreams had fallen by the wayside. So one of the first things I did at my new place was to make a music corner with the guitar, drums, recorders and didgeridos in it.
So I’ve been making it a point to practice piano. I just realized that it's already been a week since I got to play piano. So I sat down and played while my boyfriend was (hopefully) out of earshot. He came in and asked me what was wrong. I said, “Nothing, why?” And he said he thought the cat had gotten tangled up in the blinds again and was making a racket. Very funny. There is a reason I’m so self conscious about doing anything theatrical around him. I try to have mercy on him and at least wait until he is out of earshot. I’d like to get back to the point where I could teach piano classes again.
I also picked up some guitar books at the library. Hopefully when I clean my room today I’ll be able to get to my closet and get my guitar out. Then I can put it in the music corner.