I don't like Tuesdays right now. I have one class at 9:30 and another at 5. In between that time, I try to get caught up on everything else I have to do (I'm writing an exam right now) and schedule meetings and stuff. I'm always worn out after Tuesdays.
I had a wee tiny bit of free time yesterday, worked a little on the second Ninja sock.
I have to remember to get crickets today for lab tomorrow. If the cricket truck came in. If it didn't, I have no idea of what I will do for lab. I don't have time to go out and catch a hundred rolly pollies or those icky black beetles that have infested everywhere or something.
This 15 credit hours is going to kill me I think. I don't feel like I have time to breathe.
I'm also frustrated at piano because everything I'm doing (except for the Hanon exercises, which aren't really that fun any more) doesn't change. Working on the same pieces multiple weeks. I'm working on Schumann's "The Hunting Song" right now.
I've decided I don't like Robert Schumann very much. (I also learned "The Wild Horseman," another piece filled with staccato eighth-notes, where you have to jump around in the scale and the chances (for someone like me) of hitting a wrong note are high). I don't like staccato playing anyway; after practicing for a while my wrists start to hurt a little.
I'm telling myself this is just one of those times where you're not as engaged, and you just have to keep working until you break through it. I find myself, after long days (yesterday evening was the CWF meeting) where I'm not home much, thinking of something I once read (I don't know how accurate it is, I just remember reading it) that some of the defense plants in Britain, during WWII, they had the workers (who tended to be single women or men not quite physically up to military service) work 18 hour days, sometimes 6 days a week. I wonder how the people managed - you would have 6 hours for the rest of your life, and some of that would HAVE to be spent sleeping. (Oh, I'm sure they had lunch and tea breaks in there, but still: a break to eat a quick meal on the job is not really a real rest). I suppose if you feel like the survival of your nation - and possibly yourself - is at stake, you can do that kind of thing without breaking down. I don't know.
I find as I get older, I need more down time where I can be quietly at home. But sometimes it seems like that time is increasingly difficult to get.
1 comment:
I can relate!
One trick that sometimes works for me to make things fun again is to start a new piece/project, even if it isn't "time" for a new one yet. While of course working on a piece consistently has a lot of benefits, I think it's perfectly reasonable to ask your piano teacher to give you a bit more variety. If there's a piano piece in the "I've always wanted to play..." category, ask for it -- or just start it on your own and give it ten minutes a day. The feeling of delicious naughtiness from doing something you're "not supposed to" is a mood booster too ;)
(In all seriousness -- anything that lets you take some initiative is good. I find I get bored when everything I do is reactive, done because I'm supposed to or someone else told me to.)
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