Happy Dance

I got a piano! Well, a keyboard. But a piano!!!

2 years ago I bought a lovely upright piano. It had a lovely tone and I loved playing it. But when I moved to my apartment we weren’t able to get it up the stairs. So I very sadly gave it to a friend.

I looked and looked for a lightweight keyboard, but I couldn’t find one that I actually liked. Fast forward to this past Monday, when I checked Craigslist on a whim, and there it was: my piano. I contacted the seller and we set an appointment to meet. He was lovely, the piano was even lovelier, and we quickly settled on a price.

Off I scurried to get money and some blankets so I could transport my piano (My Piano!!!) safely. The seller showed me how to take the keyboard off the attached stand and helped to load it in the car (there was a moment in there where I accidentally dropped a piece of the stand because I was trying to be careful. If I had just done the normal thing and set it on the ground we wouldn’t have had a problem. C’est la vie) and then I was off with my piano! Hooray!

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Oops…

Well…I’ve been meaning to post since Sunday afternoon…

Well, for one thing, I passed my piano midterm. Yay!!!!! It really wasn’t that hard – mostly scales and arpeggios and chords, but, still, that’s something, right? (I’m such a bad person. I haven’t practiced piano in over a week…)

My second piece of news dates back to Sunday, and it’s a bit of a story. Ok, my Sunday afternoon nap is one of my favourite things in the week. I mean, seriously, sleep. ‘Nuff said. So this Sunday I took my nap like usual. Only this time my body decided it didn’t want to sleep well. In the middle of my nap I woke up, like, 3 times, each 5 minutes apart. Each time I attempted to go back to sleep and my dream kept going on. I was dreaming that the school administration was about to announce the winners of the competition that I was in this weekend. Even though I’ve been telling my self I didn’t make it into the finals and I didn’t feel like I sang very well, I was still really nervous. So much so that I kept waking myself up from my dream. I never did find out who made it….

And third and last, I just wanted to give y’all an opera update (you know I’m going to be going on and on about this for a while, at least). As a gypsy in Il Trovatore (an opera by Verdi), I’m only in 1 scene – the Anvil Chorus. It’s kind of nice to have a small part, since it cuts down on rehearsal time, even though I would love more stage time. Well, today I tried an experiment. Several of the gypsy men bring in wheelbarrows all empty and lonely. So I thought it would be nice if I went and kept those wheelbarrows company –¬† by riding in them as they come out on stage. More precisely, I lay in the wheelbarrow and pretend to be sleeping off a hangover. The lights wake me up when I come onstage, and I stagger off groggily. It makes me so happy!!!! I know, I’m weird.