And So It Goes

My weekend was a wild and wonderful mix of busyness, fun, choral fellowship, pride, and needing a nap. Sac Choral's concert went incredibly well, and all those hours of rehearsal, and all the time I was away from home, driving around, etc., were well worth it. Joining this group is one of the best moves I've ever made.

That said, I woke up on Sunday feeling hung-over. Even after a good rest, I was tired, headachy, and bleary-eyed. A hot shower, some ibuprofen, and a hot shower fixed me up, but I have to admit, in the days since, I've been running a wee bit behind my usual schedule.

Next week, of course, is production week at Petite School. I will be there all day on Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. The performance will be Thursday evening, and Friday is my normal teaching day there (I'm so showing a video, and I will so have earned it).

So this week is sort of the calm before the storm. Oh, next week won't be bad, just busy. I won't have a lot of time for myself, I'll be driving more, and I'll have the normal stress and nerves that happen when a music teacher is hoping her kids pull off a great performance. This week is my time to gear up for all of that, to order the sound system (done!), get enough sleep, get some good workouts in (if my left quadriceps would just stop being so whiny), and try, best as I can, to plan for the hectic week ahead. And it will be hectic. As awesome as my students at Petite School are, they are like any children anywhere in that they will have a gazillion questions and concerns that need to be addressed right now or huge panic might set in. I will be comforting fears and talking down the nerves and patting them on the heads to reassure them that they're going to be fine, etc. This, between setting up the stage, overseeing the delivery of our rented sound equipment, and finalizing details. It's the life of a music teacher--I'm not complaining, I've survived this before!

So next weekend, as May turns into June and my responsibilities at Petite School wind down for this school year, I will be sitting on the back patio, reading, possibly sipping a margarita. And the only sound you will hear from me is a satisfied sigh.

My Week in Instagram (Week 26)

It was a very busy week. Hectic, fun, exhausting. And I took lots of great pics. On Sunday, I got some shots in Marysville, on my way home from Chico. This weekend, I had a ton of choir stuff.

Sunday:

Six miles out of Marysville, there is an old abandoned
station. I have driven past it hundreds of times, probably.

The park in downtown Marysville.

A wall.

Very blurry zoomed-in shot taken while waiting at a red light.

Monday:

A sign near Petite School.

The view from the front row of the soprano section. That's
Don, our fearless leader.

Ryan, our fearless accompanist.

Tuesday:

On Tuesday, I forced myself to take some lazy time. I ate
lunch on the patio and read my book.

View from the patio.

That evening, between lessons, I made my first of three
forks from poster board and tin foil. My first graders will be
performing "Be Our Guest" soon. There will also be spoons
and dishes.

Wednesday:

On Wednesday, I was out most of the day, so I had lunch
at St. Arbuck's.

Then I came home and enjoyed my new socks.

Thursday:

Thursday, I interviewed for something. Hopefully
more details to come soon.

In love with the Peter Pan collar and polka dots.

Friday:

Friday morning: lesson bag, gym bag, choir bag, lunch
bag, purse...

In the classroom: keyboard and stand, back pack, lunch
bag, purse, poster board for props. Bag lady? Pack mule?
Oh...teacher.

The kinders have chicks!! So cute.

My colleague in his Big Bad Wolf hat.

After school, straight to Carmichael for the gym, then choir.
With a stop at Keane Drive because...duh.

I was right behind the percussion section.

Don and Ryan comparing notes.

Timpani

Saturday:

Had to walk past the Capitol on my way from the parking
garage to the theater.

I had some time, so I scoped out Mom and Dad's seats.

Sacramento Community Center Theater.

There is always chaos  before a show. I thrive on it, actually.

Cover Girl

The view from the first row.

In the lobby, some miniature service flags.

On my dinner break, I wandered around a bit.

Hear the art!

I sat under this marvelous old tree in Capitol Park and ate
my dinner, picnic-style.

Statue of Friar Junipero Serra, my old friend from all
those mission trips I've been on .

Sunlight, trees, and the rotunda.

A water feature near the Capitol.

What a fabulous old tree.

The front of the building.

A selfie with the capitol.

Hard to tell but this building has the slightest pink hue
to it.

Political ambitions?

I am authorized!

The Choir Nerd Rides Again. Just about show time!