Monday was a rough start to the week. I drove to school, practiced an hour, fell asleep twice at the piano, drove home, hopped back in bed, and skipped class. (It may or may not have had to do with staying up all night at the women's retreat!)
Tuesday is looking better. I am just not a fan of this online homework. There's no darn way around it.
In other news, I'm missing my Japanese sister who moved back to her home country. And I ate a lot of chocolate today. A lot. Darn those cute piano students and their Valentine's presents.
Let's just leave it at that.
My recital is in two months! Eeek! Oh, yeah. Isn't there a wedding in just under five months, too?
I'm not too sharp past 8PM. That's all there is to it.
Case in point: I failed to mention that today I purchased a plane ticket to NYC.
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Thursday, February 9, 2012
The Sign
There's always a defining moment in the semester when it becomes clear that things are in full swing.
Today, Ty called me on his way home from work. He asked me what I was doing, fully anticipating to hear the "I'm practicing" response, I'm sure. (No, really? Never would have guessed!)
After a few minutes of chatting, I suggested going to the mall for dinner and a quick shopping run, so I could use a coupon.
"Really? Really?!"
He was utterly shocked.
"You don't have to act that surprised."
"It's just that we never go out."
That, my friends, is the sign.
Today, Ty called me on his way home from work. He asked me what I was doing, fully anticipating to hear the "I'm practicing" response, I'm sure. (No, really? Never would have guessed!)
After a few minutes of chatting, I suggested going to the mall for dinner and a quick shopping run, so I could use a coupon.
"Really? Really?!"
He was utterly shocked.
"You don't have to act that surprised."
"It's just that we never go out."
That, my friends, is the sign.
Monday, February 6, 2012
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Making Sense of the Days
At Bible Study on Tuesday, my Friend, Carissa, said something that grabbed hold of me:
"All I know is that when I'm thankful, everything makes sense."
I am complainer. There. I said it.
I didn't really realize this negative pattern in my life until Ty told me about his "no complaining" rule. He's very gracious and teases me when I complain. It's helped me become more aware.
Instinctively, I'd like to complain about this week. When I take time to instead be thankful, I realize there isn't room for complaining.
This morning I'm thankful for:
-Waking up when I planned
-Time to clean the coffee maker/grinder (a chore I really don't cherish)
-Fresh coffee, free coffee!
-Getting homework done last night
-A phone call from Ty at 4:50AM (I love when he's on my morning schedule!)
-My parents sleeping in the other room (unless my music disturbed them - sorry Mom and Dad!)
-Tsukasa still living here for the next week
And it's only 6AM! How could the day go wrong?
"All I know is that when I'm thankful, everything makes sense."
I am complainer. There. I said it.
I didn't really realize this negative pattern in my life until Ty told me about his "no complaining" rule. He's very gracious and teases me when I complain. It's helped me become more aware.
Instinctively, I'd like to complain about this week. When I take time to instead be thankful, I realize there isn't room for complaining.
This morning I'm thankful for:
-Waking up when I planned
-Time to clean the coffee maker/grinder (a chore I really don't cherish)
-Fresh coffee, free coffee!
-Getting homework done last night
-A phone call from Ty at 4:50AM (I love when he's on my morning schedule!)
-My parents sleeping in the other room (unless my music disturbed them - sorry Mom and Dad!)
-Tsukasa still living here for the next week
And it's only 6AM! How could the day go wrong?
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