Friday, April 24, 2009

Springtime in Atlanta

I had the best day today.  I woke up at 8:30, wrote in my journal, ate some whole wheat toast with guava jelly, and read my morning emails.  Then I went for a 3-mile walk with John.  I don't know what the temperature was, but it got up into the mid-80's here in the Atlanta area this afternoon, and it was pretty toasty even at 10AM.  Still, the walk felt GOOD.  Shortly after we got back, my piano tuner arrived.  Her name is Holly and she is AWESOME.  She took care of both my sweet little Kawai and John's stodgy Yamaha.  (Facts is facts!  But they both sound wonderful now.)  I had to leave before she was finished; Nathan's kayaking practice started at noon at Lake Lanier, and I was his chauffeur today.  I dropped him off at the boat house, pulled my happenin' red Honda Accord up under a shady tree, rolled down the windows, and started reading.  I polished off The Mysteries of Beethoven's Hair and read the chapter on Dialogue in Fiction Writer's Workshop.  (Laugh if you will, but I am going to write a best-selling novel one day.  Make that one day SOON.)  Anyway, something happened while I was out there.  I can't explain it, but there was a moment which I felt the most incredible sense of well-being.  All my problems were still there, and I knew it, but somehow I was at peace with the world anyway.  I think it was a combination of the walk earlier in the day and the sunshine on my shoulder and the way the world smelled and the birds singing and the bees buzzing and knowing that my piano was going to sound like a million bucks when I got home.  Whatever it was, I'LL TAKE IT.  Those glimpses of bliss and clarity are much too few and far between!  Anyway, it was gone by the time I got home.  I barely had time to eat a few bites of a very late lunch before the piano students started arriving; then it was dinnertime (pasta with red sauce and a salad--thanks, John) and a trip to the mall, where I helped John pick out a new pair of glasses (Happy Birthday, Dear John!)   And now I am tired and anticipating a long and challenging day tomorrow.   But it really happened.  And I shall not forget.

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