I'd love to be able to write something every day, but I know myself--I thought that the reason I couldn't ever keep a diary is because no one would read it. So I took it online a few years ago--because then there is the thought of an anonymous audience out there Somewhere. But that fizzled out after a few a depressingly short time. And it was so long ago, I'm not sure I remember how to get into it. So here I am....
This is the first Tuesday since the beginning of January when I haven't had a rehearsal of some sort. No more Gossec, and no more BCS for the summer.... What the heck do I do with my night? I rather feel like I'm spinning my wheels, and perhaps this is what leads me to write.
I still have parts of the Gossec requiem running through my head--as well I might, having rehearsed it for 4 months. Especially the Confutatis, because it's so much fun to sing. And then we had the concert, and then it was over till the fall. Le sigh.
I was able to stretch out one more week of singing by volunteering to lend my "Big Bag of H's" (thanks Kevin!) to the VYO Chorus for their big concert on Sunday. Yay Beethoven's 9th! Once a year is never enough! 14 measures of high A, here I come! And it says something about the difficulty of the Gossec that 9th wasn't really that challenging. On the other hand that was the 4th time I've performed it in two years, so maybe I'm just more familiar with it.
I really am spinning my wheels. Time to find my desk so I can leave. :)
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