Words Like Locusts Flew From Her Fingers

Looking Good! Feeling Good!

Well, I guess I should leave it to all of you to determine whether the “looking good” part of that is accurate. A neighbor who I don’t see often mentioned this morning, “Wow… you’ve lost a lot of weight, haven’t you?” Indeed, I have lost 25 pounds since April — and not in the healthiest of ways, but hey — it’s not like I didn’t need to lose weight anyway. I say: go with it. On the flips side, I am definitely feeling good and that is quite a nice thing. Starting yesterday, I have entered “good week” territory. Yay! Hurray for “good week”!

This morning I weeded my neighbor’s garden, moved a couple of cinderblocks that were in their front yard into their garage, and took down a plant hanger that had been hanging empty on their front porch for a couple weeks. Earlier I took Strider in for his grooming appointment and he now looks like a right Bedlington.

Rehearsals on Wednesday and Thursday night went well. The way I see this all working out is that I practice a LOT during the good weeks to make up for the less practice and less neurological acuity on the bad weeks. Happily, I think all of my concerts (that I’m committed to at this point) fall during good weeks or at the very end of bad weeks — which are, themselves, almost good. I don’t have orchestra rehearsal next week (which will be a bad week) because it’s going to be just strings. This works out quite nicely for me. I do have flute choir rehearsal, but I’m not as concerned about potentially making a fool of myself there as at orchestra rehearsal. So…

Anyway. Good week. Yay! I’m currently out on the deck with my laptop and a large glass of bright orange soda. You know if you drink that stuff with your eyes closed, it doesn’t really even taste like oranges. It’s just sweet and extremely carbonated. I think I shall make a quiche this afternoon.