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I have two things to relate, and then I shall be annoyingly silent once again.
Several days ago I woke up at my now normal yet still ridiculous hour of 6:30am (yes, I know, you get up earlier, :P) and, to my great surprise, heard my mother talking on the phone to someone. I was upstairs and she was downstairs. (Sound carries really well in our house. I think the builders must have felt that insulation was for weaklings.) The conversation, I soon figured out, due to numerous references to an upcoming party, was with my older sister. On that note: HAPPY (belated) BIRTHDAY, sis! The funny thing is, I knew only two ways she could have been up at that hour. She could a): stay up all night, or b): get up at 6:30am.
Everyone who knows my older sister has figured it out by now. She is a night owl by nature, of course she stayed up all night. Planning everything is apparently rather stressful. I told her via mom that I'm not coming for the decorations, but for her, and that food would be cool. I've never been hard to please when it comes to social gatherings. It's rather exciting, getting to celebrate a wedding I didn't get to attend.
Secondly, life is inching forward. Band is the same (I will be practicing for it as soon as I'm done here), we're just closer to being a fully functional one than we have ever been (only another hour of music to learn!). I've been sprucing up my office space where I work for my dad. Bookkeeping for him is going slowly, but at least it's going. I finally managed to buy theory books for my students today after two weeks of being cursed to get to the music store an hour before or after it opens/closes (one unfortunate side effect of getting up at 6:30 in the morning). The fanfiction still fascinates, but I'm trying to keep it from taking over. Okay, that was lots of little stories, but I bet you all liked it better than that first sentence.
And that's all, folks.
Greeny
Several days ago I woke up at my now normal yet still ridiculous hour of 6:30am (yes, I know, you get up earlier, :P) and, to my great surprise, heard my mother talking on the phone to someone. I was upstairs and she was downstairs. (Sound carries really well in our house. I think the builders must have felt that insulation was for weaklings.) The conversation, I soon figured out, due to numerous references to an upcoming party, was with my older sister. On that note: HAPPY (belated) BIRTHDAY, sis! The funny thing is, I knew only two ways she could have been up at that hour. She could a): stay up all night, or b): get up at 6:30am.
Everyone who knows my older sister has figured it out by now. She is a night owl by nature, of course she stayed up all night. Planning everything is apparently rather stressful. I told her via mom that I'm not coming for the decorations, but for her, and that food would be cool. I've never been hard to please when it comes to social gatherings. It's rather exciting, getting to celebrate a wedding I didn't get to attend.
Secondly, life is inching forward. Band is the same (I will be practicing for it as soon as I'm done here), we're just closer to being a fully functional one than we have ever been (only another hour of music to learn!). I've been sprucing up my office space where I work for my dad. Bookkeeping for him is going slowly, but at least it's going. I finally managed to buy theory books for my students today after two weeks of being cursed to get to the music store an hour before or after it opens/closes (one unfortunate side effect of getting up at 6:30 in the morning). The fanfiction still fascinates, but I'm trying to keep it from taking over. Okay, that was lots of little stories, but I bet you all liked it better than that first sentence.
And that's all, folks.
Greeny
