Second Hand new

I just returned from the second hand store with three new shirts and a new jacket. I had purchased a red jacket some time back and wore it a lot, liked it a lot but I have managed to loose enough weight that it no longer did good things for mem both physically and emotionally. So I found a new one. It is not as nice as the one I sent out, but it is home with me now. And it is a full two sizes less than the one it replaces so that makes me feel good. I then found 3 shirts, one was a blue cotton that someone had chopped the long sleeves short on. I know they were chopped because they did a lousy job of it. I thought about fixing same but I like the length so we will just pretend it is peachy! Then there was another blue one that has long sleeves and, when I finish this, the sleeves are coming off that one also. It is the season for short sleeves and I will insist. The other is a silk number that I am hoping will be cool enough for the trip to Utah to help Nancy. It is dark of color but light weight so I am thinking it will be fine. Three new things, that is a major haul, plus a replacement of something I had enjoyed. All in all a good day for digging at the second hand store!

Hurry up and wait

Boy is my life a constant game of hurry up and wait. I rush around and get off to seminary, go to the gym and try to do something constructive....not an easy thing for me but I try, then home to do house work etc. But there is this constant interuption called lessons. Some come on time, so don't come at all and some take hours longer than scheduled. It feels like everytime I get serious about doing something I have an interuption. Mind you, it is how I make a living but one would think I could get control over some of this confusion.
I have the best group of kids this season so I really can't complain about that. One advanced student and 6 intermediate plus 5 advanced beginners and my instrumental kids. They range from rediculously advanced to just fun to work with, but all fall into that advanced classification. Sometimes I think it is them that keeps me sane! And, of course, there are the beginners, some of which you have to pull along through strength of will and determination, those are the ones I would rather not teach. I gave notice to two just last week, either get the line out and fish or cut off the hook and get off the boat, so to speak. Enough already. They come under prepared with a set of excuses that I am not interested in. Either do it or don't, the choice is yours, but I am not the judge or the jury to make those decisions for you. We all have busy lives and that is just the way it is. The parents do not work with the kids and somehow they expect me to make them something in the 30-45 minutes I work with them every week. Won't happen. You invest nothing and you get just that in return. Being a musician is a huge investment of time, energy and, to a degree, money. Which reminds me, I have gone up for next year. I need to earn more and I either quit or charge a little more.
And I am also seriously thinking about spending one day a week working out of Avi's studio in Oak Harbor. It offers many benifits that I would enjoy, high on the list is not being responsible for collection of tuition money. Lessons here, gota go...