". . . little shall I grace my cause

In speaking for myself. Yet, by your gracious patience,

I will a round unvarnish'd tale deliver . . ."

(William Shakespeare's Othello, I.iii.88-90)

Monday, December 14, 2009

My Day

I don't have enough brain energy to think through a meaningful post. So I will just report on my day. Starting at 5 a.m. this morning, here's how it went:

Wake up
Get ready for work
Go to work (choir accompanying at high school)
Leave work early to go to church day school Christmas program practice
From program practice, drive to junior college to pick up son from his math final
Drive home, have lunch
Drive back to day school for afternoon choir practice
Stop by post office on the way back home
Teach piano lessons
Have supper
Drive son to church for bell choir
Drive back home
Clean up the supper dishes, watch a Tom and Jerry cartoon with 6-year-old and do a load of laundry
Now it is almost 8:00 and I have to get back in the car and go to church for an instrumental rehearsal for the Bach cantata we are doing at church Wednesday night. I hope to get to bed by 10:00, but that is pretty iffy.
Tomorrow it's 5:00 wake up followed by early morning hours at the high school again followed by another Christmas program practice followed by the program tomorrow night. This on top of the week I've just had.

I don't know how much longer I can keep this up. The house is falling apart and I am exhausted. Why does December have to be this way?

3 comments:

Elephantschild said...

IT'S THIS WAY BECAUSE YOUR MARRIED TO A CANTOR AND YOUR KIDS ARE MUSICAL.

NOT THAT REALLY HELPS. I'M SORRY, CHERYL. WISH WE COULD TRADE STUFF A BIT BTWN US. I'M FEELING WEIRD, LOST AND LEFT OUT BECAUSE WE'RE NOT INVOLVED IN *ANYTHING.*

(IT'S INTERNET SHOUTING DAY. LAUGH!)

Cheryl said...

EC, IT'S INTERNET SHOUTING DAY. MIX UP YOUR HOMOPHONES DAY IS THE THIRD TUESDAY OF ODD-NUMBERED MONTHS, REMEMBER?

SHEESH, I HAVE TO REMIND YOU OF EVERYTHING.

Elephantschild said...

OH NO! I'M SO EMBARRASSED!