It's good to be working (better to be making money) but the job is a bit taxing by the end of the day. I'm in an insurance office processing mortgage claims on computers built in the early '80s. So I spend all day looking at a computer and typing. And then I come home and want to check my e'mail and post to my blog and whatnot but my eyes and fingers are all wiped out. Sigh.
I really want to be playing piano. And I really wish I were a lot better at it. Not only am I not getting to practice much these days, but I'm reading various books about piano playing and feeling very sad that I can't do that kind of thing. I wish I could play Bach fugues and Beethoven sonatas and all these other wonderful pieces of music that are still quite a ways beyond me. It's very frustrating to be in the position of having far more knowledge and desire than skill. Oh well. As soon as I get a decently paying, permanent job I'll start looking for a piano teacher so I can take lessons again. Right now, I'll just try to get back in shape with my mandolin before Camp Harmony.