So if you’re an old school, hip hop head like I am, you might’ve come across the delightful knowledge that De La Soul decided to give away their entire catalog for free on Valentine’s Day. Now I had most of the music, but there’s nothing like getting something free, and there’s nothing like getting good music for free. Double Yes, Yes!!! So I’m on the couch with my noise-cancelling headphones bumping to the extended remix of Buddy while re-writing a paragraph of my dissertation. #grooving
Why mention De La Soul and the headphones, you ask? Because I’m also in a noisy power struggle with Hope, who is doing her damnedest to play her saxophone as schnittily as possible right now. I’m making her practice daily in preparation for a graded concert later this week. Girlfriend thought that the agreement we made during our family meeting yesterday would be sated with a half-arsed 10 minute practice session. I don’t think so.
Had the nerve to yell at me when I politely told her she needed to pull another 30 minutes out of a hat.
So now my house sounds like a flock of geese are being tortured.
Oh wait…Queen Latifah is dropping her verse…Me, Myself and I is up on the rotation next. #stilljamming
Oh, she’s mad, but she’s playing though. And I can barely hear her. #winning #sorryneighbors #TheFurryOneisNearlyDeafandDoesn’tCare
Just a minor bump in the road on this nearly perfect Monday. That’s right, nearly perfect!
I had an epic meltdown yesterday when she effectively made us so late to church that I couldn’t find a parking spot. This after I baked the blue cake! I secluded myself in my room for about 90 minutes while binge watching House of Cards on Netflix. Yeah, I should’ve hit a bedside Baptist service online or on the tube, but I was all about gluttonous self-medicating in those moments.
Despite my cake and self-sequestration, our first home-visit went smoothly enough yesterday afternoon. I often read how some folks deep clean the house and such before a visit. I tidied. Look lady, we live here—emphasis on the live. Laundry isn’t fully done. I did load the dishwasher, the puzzle we are working on is still on the table and I just noticed the jam stain on the front of my dress after I offered her some water and blue cake. Get over it. Fortunately, Ms. E is cool. She gave us both some good coaching and reassured me that I’m going to survive and that we are doing just fine. She’s actually very excited for us.
Yeah, still feels like schnitt, but ok. I’m starting to believe it will get better.
I’ve been to the gym for the last three days. I had a nice holiday today while Hope went to school. I’m starting to feel a little more like my sassy self.
For the first Monday in about two weeks I feel like I might have a grip on things.
She has now been practicing 17 minutes longer than I required. She’s also playing rather well, seeing as it took a lot of effort to play all mad and crappy and I can tell she is getting tired.
Well, look at that (grinning), ABM won that struggle, didn’t cry, didn’t break a sweat or a nail and jammed the whole time. #stillwinning #stilljamming
Just maybe I can do this. 🙂