late. and tired. and satisfied.

I stepped up to my role as "band manager" tonight for the Marching Band. Last week was disastrous - I was trying to play, to warm up, and to deal with missing music for people, etc. The scene was completely chaotic for me and relatively chaotic for others. Tonight I just decided that the role for me to play was not player but music librarian/manager. I just did it and then I slipped in playing where I could, and I was relaxed. I was relaxed about my playing, I was actually relaxed about being librarian, with people lined up asking for this, for that. I just did it and not warming up, having to slip in and out of playing, it was fine.

It was perfect perspective. This is supposed to be fun. It was fun.

Now I don't know how I am going to take care of all the organizing I need to do with the music before next week's rehearsal, 'cause I am so stacked up this week. Three more symphony rehearsals before the concert Saturday - and oh, yes! I have a job. I'm taking a class. But I'm meditating an hour a day right now and I think that's making this wild schedule work.