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Day 68: Reflecting on My Date Night! Happy Saturday!

I had the time of my life. I am blogging on Friday night. I just got home from downtown.  And an extraordinary experience!

It was like a date night, but better. Because I had a date with a Steinway piano! Just the two of us!

My new love!








I have a friend who is retired. She and her husband live in a condo on the waterfront. They both play musical instruments.  We often get together and read through chamber music. I had lost touch with them when I moved to Salem. but now that I am back in Portland, we have reconnected. I did not know how much I missed playing chamber music.  I love playing my piano, but it can be lonely always playing alone.  Music does connect us! 

So I told her about my upcoming concert in August. And without missing a beat, she said I could come down and play the Steinway in the concert hall in her condo complex!  So after teaching all afternoon, I hopped on a bus and headed downtown.

Her condo is near the bottom of the tram that shuttles folks up to OHSU.  There is a Portland Streetcar stop right around the corner.  I was told I would need to call her husband to gain entry since she was out. But the doors were open. I walked right in and sat down with my friend, the piano.  It is in a nice hall. I put the piano lid  up on the short stick and played my heart out. 

I practiced for well over 2 hours.  No one bothered us.  What a great way to spend a Friday night!  Usually at the end of a work week, I would have gone out for dinner to celebrate "making it" through another week. Lol! I have a million reasons why, when it comes to rewarding myself with food.

But that was the old me! The new me stops eating at about 6:00 p.m. So now I have the whole evening to practice, read, exercise, clean, answer emails, blog, or even go to bed early! I have created more time!  Time, the most valuable item in our lives! It was always here, I was just wasting it eating!!!

I love playing this piano!
After my practice "date", I walked outside to wait for the Portland Streetcar.  It was so much fun to sit on a bench by the waterfront and watch the tram overhead which goes up to OHSU. The wind picked up and was blowing my hair about.  The Streetcar pulled up. It was just beginning to get dark, so the lights cast a shimmery glow.

I felt very relaxed and happy.  Much better than stuffed and miserable!

The Portland Streetcar!


Wind in my hair! :)
On the Portland Streetcar heading home! Date night with a Steinway - A wonderful way to end a week!



I am writing this Friday night because, well I am just glowing all over!  And tomorrow morning is breakfast with my mom day. I hope to get up and run early before breakfast. After breakfast she is my first piano student. I teach all day and then have an early evening chamber music rehearsal with some more friends!

So I won't be home until late tomorrow night, and may not have the time or energy to blog.

So Happy Saturday in advance! :)

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