Oy. This morning was early.
Way too early for me.
I hate getting up that early in the morning. Especially when I only get 5 hours of sleep. I tried going to bed at 10:00. I tossed and turned until after 12:30. Fun, fun, fun. But it is amazing to me how many people are on the buses at that time in the morning. And it was weird that I was one of the crazy fools that was with them.
Work today wasn’t too bad. I got a lot of reading done. Reading for work that is. Each client I work with has a thick binder full of personal information that I need to familiarize myself with. I got through 1 1/2 today. They’re that thick. I was also sworn at today. It’s been a long time since that happened. How sweet it is to be working again…
This weekend has been very busy. And the next couple of weeks up until Easter aren’t any better. I’ve got 4 evenings of scenes, plus a couple of performances of “Suor Angelica” in there. Plus teaching in Coquitlam. And then teaching in White Rock. Plus work. And then a two day Non-Violent Crisis Intervention training in New Westminster. A get a little scared when I look at my schedule for the next two weeks. I keep thinking: when in the world am I going to get my recital repertoire ready? When, when, when?????????!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
And now for a word or two about Henry Burris: See ya.
Well, I’ve got to get to bed. Tomorrow I orientate out in Coquitlam in the afternoon and then have rehearsal in the evening. Which means that I’ve got to go to school and practice early tomorrow morning so that I can get back home in time to catch the bus to get the SkyTrain and yadda yadda yadda yadda. After being dis-oriented today, it will be weird to be re-orientated tomorrow (and I know they’re spelled differently and mean different things…). Whatever…