I woke up this morning, knowing I really should get moving since I have two students before noon. I went in to the family room, put some blankets over me (our house can be rather cold) and promptly fell asleep. Oops!

Now I have 40 minutes until my first student. Time to get moving!

I’m not sure why I so exhausted today, but I am. I do think Fridays are a bit too much, and I don’t want to do this schedule again next year; having UCSC on a day that frequently has performances at night is probably not good for me. (Still, I have friends who work all day and go to concerts and deal, so I’m feeling rather wimpy.)

This afternoon is going to be a complete crash time. The house needs cleaning, but I’m not going there. I could work on reeds too (near desperate, but I guess not completely, eh?) but I’m not going there. I’m going to veg out, relax, and watch the tour of california.

No opera tonight; our last performance is tomorrow afternoon. Last night I saw several people I know (during intermission … a much better time to spot them for this head ‘o mine), and they were all quite complimentary of the opera (and even my playing!). AND … big news … the pit was warm! Woo hoo!!

I’d celebrate that last thing, but I’m too tired.