This may be a random journalistic entry. . . so feel free to speed read. Things have been going along pretty smoothly here. We had a great parent party last weekend! The SPTG Advancing Recitals are tomorrow and there is an extra printer toner cartridge in my closet so I will sleep tonight. The K. 330 is memorized and waiting for recording. We’ve all been healthy and moving the ball down the field.
About ten days ago I declared the spring calendar closed. That’s it. No new obligations. Learn to say no to 90% of the opportunities that arise.
Fail. Tuesday, Mary auditioned for the children’s choir of the Eagan High School spring music production and as if they aren’t going to accept a warm body who sings in tune. . . bingo. . . EIGHTEEN “new events” on the calendar. It didn’t help that she can dance a little.
Wednesday Calvin texts from school (kids do that now) with an invitation to the middle school honor band festival. With evening concert of course.
Thursday the ballet teacher whom I love suggests a few private lessons to get Mary caught up with the older class. Saturday afternoons will work well for her. Sigh.
My personal assistant Sally will be handling the transportation to and from these valuable experiences. I wish. Sally is a fantasy who also changes the oil in the car every 3500 miles.