And... Scene.

It's been a hell of a few months. Last night was the last performance in a string of amazing but exhausting work. I played my last note, ran to the dressing room, changed from my 6" heels to my warm boots, and headed home after saying goodnight.

Since last nights venue was so out of the way, my original plan was to cab. No cabs. So I walked to see if any busses were about. Nope. I kept walking. Until I reached home. My thoughts and my equipment and my fabulous false eyelashes and the cold air. It was actually a much needed walking meditation. 

My head has gone through so much. Stress, insecurity, uncertainty... And it's all affected my musical performances. Last night, I was on fire. I know I sounded good. I don't know how - but my confidence came back. 

This morning, I sounded like a fourth grader playing for the fifth time, ever. But that's how it goes. Exhaustion. 

My stepdaughter arrives this evening. And my daughter and I just realized that we haven't done anything in the way of teacher gifts!!! Guess we'll bake tonight. Egads. It's gonna be a different kind of busy! Nice that the family will be together again!!!