(Okay, I do love my work, so there’s that.)

So today is the start of the Amgen Tour of California. I canceled my students for both today and Monday, so that I can enjoy the race with my “boys”.

And where am I right now?

I’m sitting on the couch, watching the race on the TV. The boys, on the other hand, are in Sacramento, watching the prologue after, I’m betting, having a nice lunch.

I decided I had to skip today after all. The race didn’t begin until 1:30 or some such thing, and knowing I had a three hour opera tonight, and that it’s a two hour drive home from our state’s capitol, I decided that I act more responsibly and not go.

Such is life. I lost income due to the canceled students, and I still didn’t end up getting to enjoy the day. Figures.

I’m not even going to mention that it’s also Valentine’s Day. Okay?

3 Comments

  1. So if you’d been teaching you would’ve had the income but still not enjoyed the day?

    🙂

    (Sorry, shouldn’t do that – apparently I’m on a mean streak right now.)

    I know what you meant, and given the weather I think avoiding the drive when you’ve got a gig is wise (plus four hours on the road always seems to take something out of me, even when I’m not the driver). For me, the whole thing about “did I leave soon enough” and “I hope there are no traffic glitches” and all the related stresses just beat me down – who needs that before a gig?

    Plus, you could’ve used the time to knit-up an oboe-cozy, right? Something festive? No?

    Happy St. Valentine’s Day – and happy opera-ing. Opera-orchestraing? Enjoy the gig.

    I don’t think the whole “break a leg” thing applies to musicians – I like to switch it up, myself – “Crimp a tentacle!” or “Chip a hoof!” (my daughter the thespian thinks I’m hilarious – no, really! I’m sure that’s why she hides her head when I do that kind of stuff, so I won’t see her laughing…).

  2. Well, truth be told, I do actually enjoy teaching. Really! So I’m sorry I missed my students, and I’m feeling foolish for having canceled them.

    And yes, I would have worried the entire time while at the races. I hate fretting over time and thinking I might be late (which is why I arrive at the hall earlier than nearly anyone else.).

    My son says “break a leg” to me as I leave most of the time. As long as he doesn’t say “break a reed” I’m okay with whatever he says. Most of the time.

  3. I am usually the guy that arrives so early before a gig that stands aren’t up yet. I learned the hard way when performing Romeo and Juliet (on tenor saxophone none-the-less!) with an orchestra. I missed the tuning note but lucky for me I was on stage before the conductor. I guess the nice thing is that the saxophone does not play until the very end of the first movement. Sad thing is that the entrance is on a low C# which is both a pain to tune and excruciating to get a response out of when you have not played yet! And its a solo 🙂 I feel late if I only have 30 minutes to warm up, select a reed, and get in the right mindset.