OK, so maybe I'm not going to the beach, but I do see some quality piano time on the near horizon of my life!
It's Friday, and my family has no plans for the evening. That means I will (metaphorically) clock out at 5:30 or so, and then I descend up on Henry the Grand and spend a few hours practicing ... oh, I don't know ... Schubert, probably.
We do have a few things planned for tomorrow, but just a few. I'm hoping to spend a good chunk of the morning with Henry.
And then I have Sunday afternoon. A whole afternoon with Henry!
My husband and daughter are tossing around the idea of going to the beach for the first few days of the Thanksgiving holidays. I am gently encouraging them to go and have fun. Meanwhile, I'll stay home (since I don't have vacation until Thursday) and ...
PLAY THE PIANO! (when I'm not working, of course)
And write. And think. And walk. And read. And do all those things I never have time for.
Most important is piano. I am going to have time with my piano.
Comments