Postby Harriet » Sun Mar 03, 2019 9:05 pm
I believe I took steady enough aim at the things that were in my sights today.
2 rehearsals reasonably well done. Because they were literally in each other's way by the clock, there were difficulties. Our bass singer was especially put out because we weren't able to practice enough for the service this a.m., with up to 5 pages per piece of sheet music for 4 pieces and one we'd never seen before (as he said) "thrown at us". Sometimes on a melody I can "wing it" but he, of course, is just unable. Our tenor just followed me, giving up on anything more.
Easter rehearsal was pleasant but I had to excuse myself off to the side as several around me were coughing. Dd seemed to enjoy herself, singing with a large group for the first time in a while. Of course, the elephant in the room is a question ... .. with such a large choir, who will be in the pews to listen.
Then we were reasonably well prepared for some company this afternoon.
Like Cathy's short outing, a sudden flurry of optimism made HRH believe we'd enjoy going to the store. We did, but ever so briefly. We caught the one window of opportunity between downpours. As soon as we were back in the house, whoosh. So we were lucky.
After some hemming and hawing, I decided to attend the first of a series of evening studies at church that turned out to be as boring as it sounded. I was hopeful somehow I was missing something and it would be interesting after all, but not so. Part of my indecision was how to attend through a moat and a downpour.
Believe it or not - there being a first time for everything - I went in my galoshes.
I was late, soggy, and not my usual participating self, I suppose. Perhaps that was the reason the minister asked me to close in prayer. I know this sounds like some kind of breakthrough, but the study is, of course, held in the fellowship hall, so not a worship time. Still, there seems to be a willingness to stray from the comfort zone.