This week has me questioning. I am feeling a little worn out. Ragged. Exhausted. Pooped. I want to lay around and watch TV. Isn't that what people do? -- Come home from work, make a snack, and watch their stories on the big square box?
I took a day off from work. I figured that's just what I needed. It would give me a chance to catch up on some of my personal projects (like writing) and it would give me the opportunity to lay around and watch some of the shows I've recorded and not yet had a moment to watch.
By the time I practiced piano (I had to go with Joe to his lesson yesterday) and practiced the organ (Tuesdays are the only day I can get into the church to practice with pedals) and practiced singing around the Powwow Drum with the kids (it turns out the Thanksgiving Potluck I committed us to singing at is tonight) The day was shot and I am more exhausted than ever.
But all while I was practicing, I was asking myself, "Why?" Seriously why? Of all the things I can do there is always somebody or something that can do it better. I could plug my computer into my Yamaha Keyboard and it would play without missing a note. I could play a recording for us at the Dinner tonight. And nobody would care. They would enjoy it just as much. As I drove home after practicing the organ last night, I was determined to spend the last few hours of my day off watching TV. But just as I parked the truck, I thought of a round dance song we could sing -- so I dragged my fuzzy brain inside and gathered the kids around the drum (again) and we arranged one more song.
There is definitely something wrong with me.
PS Here is a video of Bobo playing in her first Orchestra concert. She looks lovely. I got her a pair of cello (Pallazo) pants to wear and I was thrilled with the results. Keep in mind, she has only been playing the cello since August.
If thou art merry, praise the Lord with singing, with music, with dancing, and with a prayer of praise and thanksgiving. If thou art sorrowful, call on the Lord thy God with supplication, that your souls may be joyful. D&C 136:28-29
Did you ever hear Peggy Lee sing "Is that all There Is?"
ReplyDeleteIt's not going to matter if you keep yourself busy or plop down in front of the television, at the end of the day, you will still be asking yourself, "Is that all there is?"
Great job, Bobo! You look like you've been playing the cello for years! I'm so proud of you.
ReplyDeleteJoan, you go take a nap! Then, watch some TV! You're making me tired! It's all in a good cause, though. I've been practicing guitar a lot, and really loving it! I'm going to move to St. George in 11 years so we can play together!