I did manage to get through the awful week at work, but I only practiced once, last Wednesday. For me, practicing is sort of like exercise, or dieting; it's hard to get back on track once you've fallen off the wagon. I really didn't feel like practicing tonight, but I knew I needed to. Once I got started, of course, it was fun.
I was rewarded when my husband of eight years said, "You know, you've gotten a lot better." I respect his musical opinions tremendously, so even though I know I've gotten better, it was really nice to hear him agree.
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