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...