Where Is My Time Going?

A daughter is returning home after a year's absence. We are busily and happily making a spot for her (surely you didn't expect her old one to have remained vacant in this house, did you?)

I am also busily and happily considering plans for the upcoming year. Where to be involved, how much time to give outside of the home - these are the perennial questions. Yes, you're right. I think the answers are overdue if I were to be on top of the fall calendar. But I am not, and I do not have the answers quite yet. So I am even more overdue. Oh, well. Somehow school will start, lessons will be scheduled, and we will come to some conclusions. Somehow.

If you drop into my house you could possibly catch me in diligent vocal practice. For some reason, I am intent on getting my singing back in shape (if that is possible after all these years) and if I come even close, I may indulge myself in preparing a Broadway recital. Would you come if I did? Streisand I won't be, Bernadette is out of reach. But I will try to sing in tune and present a nice variety of songs from all kinds of shows. Sounds like fun to me. As I recently said, some people hunt, some play golf. For me, this a wonderful creative outlet. So chip away I will. Something presentable may come of it all in the end. I'll let you know!