Thursday night selfie.
This is the season that wears me out.
After having the better part of five weeks where I could put my leg up every night, tonight starts the long march toward Finals Week and fewer evening commitments.
This weekend: sing on a composer showcase concert on Friday evening; attend a Conservatory show on Saturday evening; sing Sunday afternoon on a showcase concert at a local church, then attend a Music concert in the evening.
Next week: attend concert on Monday; produce a guest lecture on Tuesday; home on Wednesday evening; attend a Shakespeare production on Thursday; attend senior recital on Friday; attend SLSO on Saturday; attend community engagement concert on Sunday.
The week of April 7 is very similar, except that I will leave on Friday, after new-student auditions, by train for Lee’s Summit for the induction ceremony on Saturday, then return by train on Sunday.
And then we have Holy Week. And then the final concert week of the semester.
Looking at the next month, the only night I’m at home is Wednesday evenings. Every other night, save for one Thursday, has something on it.
Such is the life this time of year! Jean the Magnificent and I were lamenting this week, and then we realized that every year — truly, every year — these first five weeks after Spring Break are the busiest of the year with performances, ending one semester, advising and enrolling for another, planning another year, concluding and beginning and continuing. It’s all part of the cycle. And we’d have it no other way.