Part of dating is knowing when not to do it.

Sometimes you gotta check your heart. You gotta look deep and know what your sweet soul can take and what it can’t.

I deleted all the apps again. Didn’t do much but go on that Valentine’s Day funny date/not date. I suppose they served their purpose. But I don’t want them hanging over me right now so I deleted everything.

Peace.

It’s sometimes the nicest thing you can do for yourself.

Because then you can do the things that you enjoy doing, without wasting so much time on roads that lead to nowhere. Or to the dumps. Or to the psych ward.

Today I had my second voice lesson with Suzy. We practiced harmonies, something that has always eluded me. I’m the high voice – singing harmony!!!!

 

 

 

This isn’t going to be a long post. My homework was to find a song without harmonies, and to make one up.

I’m proud of this. Chris is doing most of the work, but I’m on backup on the chorus:

 

 

I also found my vibrato on the violin today. I’m an eternal beginner on this instrument. A few years ago, when I busted my arm, I couldn’t play my violin. Never mind that I hadn’t played my violin in years. That I couldn’t do it was a sad thing.

It took a few years, but my hand is moving again, just enough. Screech screech screech.

So I’m proud of this too:

 

 

Making music is one thing I most want to do. So I’m working with what I’ve got, and doing what I can.

A secret to having a good life is to do what you love, and not to worry if you’re any good or not.

I’m good at a lot of things, but nothing makes me happier than doing things I’m not so good at.

It’s one of the gifts of being an adult, and over fifty. You know that it’s now or never so you might as well get on with it.

And you don’t mind not being best.

Melania has it all wrong.

I say. E for effort, and do what you can, as often as you can.

It’s been a good day.