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I didn’t do anything with our taxes today. I just can even fathom opening up the box of stuff to go through it again. I’ve actually done much of the work. We are being hit hard, due to my teaching income. The thought of how hard is why I’m ignoring the inevitable. And the inevitable might be turned into an extension. We’ll see.

I am not going to do taxes next year without help. Dan and I have talked about it and he agrees. It’s just too darn much. So we’ll probably take the stuff to someone. We’ll have to find someone who knows about musicians, to be sure.

So tonight I’m watching the Giants play. So far it’s not looking good. Sigh. Is it another year of the same old stuff? I wonder. I was so hopeful.

Looking down at my stocking clad feet I see holes in both socks. Oh well. Never mind those either.

I’m finally home for the evening. Actually I’ve been home for nearly 30 minutes.

This was one long day; out of the house at 8:20 and home at about 8:30 or so. But of course many have even longer days, so I’m really not complaining. Honest!

I think my back might be on the mend. Tonight, while I still am well aware that it isn’t completely healed, it feels better than it has. Whew!

The Good Friday service was very nice. Moving. Meaningful. A good way to spend Good Friday.

And I didn’t cough horribly or get distracted by my back.

… the back is a bit better. This seems to be the daily thing. I guess sleep is simply no good for my back. Hmmm. Does that mean I should stay up all night? (Could I stay up all night? I don’t think I could pull that any more!)

I’m waiting around for Jameson to be done with class so we can drive back home. I’m already in black, so I’m ready to head on over to the church for the Good Friday service. I just hope that my training pulls me through, so that the distraction of the cough and back don’t throw me.

This is why we have to practice; for days like today, the practice and past experience help me greatly.

I hope. :-)

The back pain now wraps around to my front (right abdomen). Sweet.

The trouble with a musician’s life is that when we have things to do we really don’t have time to see a doctor. I do know I should go in, but when the heck will I have enough time to sit on the phone (Kaiser), and then make a trip in, without losing income? And meanwhile taxes lurk.

I don’t know if I was expected to stand for the Good Friday service, but I can’t play and stand at the same time, so that’s not going to happen. I can’t stand up straight, no matter what. Sitting should work fine, as long as I don’t pass out (I’ve been a bit light headed this past week).

Ah life. Ain’t it grand!

But enough complaining! I’m off to UCSC soon. It looks like things are back up and running, after someone cut fiber optic cables. It’s amazing what that does to an area. You can read about it here.

So while my body is a mess, I’ll be able to check email and blog from campus.

That’s something, right?

My back is feeling a bit better … I’m at least mobile enough that I easily walked back to the parking lot after opera. This is a good sign. I think a heating pad might be a good idea for the next few days. I know I can beat this thing. Whining does no good.

Well, except I guess it makes me feel better in my sick sort of way! ;-)

We heard one cast for Carmen today, but no chorus. Singers sound good … just wish I could see ‘em. (Boo hoo.) I do miss the chorus when they aren’t there. Tomorrow everyone will be there, but I won’t. So oh well! My next rehearsal is Monday night, when we run the opera with, we always hope, no stopping. With all the cuts I’ll be curious to see just how long it is. It feels rather short … but maybe the dialogue (spoken) will add a significant amount of time. I wonder.

Meanwhile, I’m relaxing in front of the tube, watching the Giants who are doing well at this point. Go Giants!! (Dan is suggesting I am not good for the team. Dan is in big, big trouble.)

Tomorrow is UCSC. I would love to email the person in charge of room assignments to find out what room I should use, but someone has someone cut a fiber opic cable and there is no UCSC email at all. Those students don’t read this blog as far as I know, so I can’t send any news this way. (But if you ARE reading, just check all the rooms to see where I am!)

And now the big question of the day: What will I have for dinner?!

I’m thinking huevos rancheros at the moment. We’ll see.

My back is not getting better. It is, in fact, getting worse. I woke up this morning and had quite the difficult time getting up. It took me a while to convince myself I could go make my latté. (But you all know that I won’t skip that!) This is not fun at all, and I have work to do! Is this part of a virus, I wonder? I still have the cough … is it all connected?

I really must practice English horn, since I’m playing a movement of the Telemann d minor Fantasia for a Good Friday service. I’m also playing Wondrous Love with a cellist and while it’s not difficult I should at least run through it and make sure I’m transposing correctly. In addition I’m playing oboe on a few things, so I should get some reeds up and running … or at least find a few older ones that will work for a day or two. (I keep thinking my back will be better “tomorrow” and I’ll work on reeds then … I find hovering over reeds to be a bit rough on the back.)

So here I am, in robe and pjs, feeling sorry for myself.

Oh. Wait. That’s nothing new, is it?! ;-)