I just looked at my calendar. I’ve not had a day completely off since September 9. That day was free, but it was opening night of San Francisco Opera, so I still wasn’t entirely empty and it was a late night. I’m tired.
At the same time, I’m employed. So how dare I complain, right? I’m trying very hard to be grateful and not whiny. So far I’m not doing very well with that. Ah well. I was glad to talk to a violinist who had also done the run of Idomeneo (and she took a few nights off!) and she said she was still recovering as well. So maybe it’s not just my age. Maybe it’s just that all those late nights just hit some of us rather hard, despite the fact that we loved playing such a wonderful work.
Then again, maybe it is my age. Hmm?
Symphony opens its season tomorrow night. Here are a few photos from today’s final dress rehearsal. I don’t play the first work, so I was able to get up into the balcony for a short time.
