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Year Two, Day 7: The Good Fight

I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith:
~Timothy 4:7
King James Bible

I love this scripture.  I need to write it on a card and put it in my purse for when I am feeling weak.  Physically, emotionally, spiritually.  It is a good scripture to ponder.

In My "Office"

Another warm, drizzly day in Portland. I love it! Especially when I am all warm and cozy in the neighborhood library! I stopped by to blog a bit before I teach a piano student. After which I am headed to a bass sectional.  

Last night I rehearsed with the soloists and the other pianist for the Mozart Requiem.

This Requiem will be the death of me! After rehearsal last night, I was very tired and in need of  some R&R, so I watched a few episodes of "The Sopranos". I had rented the entire first season at my last library visit.

I have never ever seen an episode of The Sopranos.  I remember when James Gandolfini passed away a few years back.  People were mourning him in his role as Tony Soprano.  Now I know why. I friggin love this series!

I usually avoid violent tv shows and movies. Especially involving the mob.  But lately I seem to be drawn to all things Italian.  I am immersed in Janet Evanovich's Stephanie Plum series. Stephanie Plum is an Italian American bounty hunter in Trenton, New Jersey. There are 22 books in the series. I just finished book number five. Last night on the Max.

I think these rehearsals are fueling my need for escape. I enjoy a challenging work of music. And I usually always enjoy performance so much that it is like an out of body experience.

But rehearsals are draining to me. I am quite the introvert. If you can't already tell.  I almost go into panic mode if I am stuck somewhere without a book. Or my Kindle.

To tell you truth, I prefer a book. The real entity.  E-books bug me.  It's like reading yet another computer screen. A book has a feeling. A personality. A smell.  It is like a friend.

Yes, I am a book nerd.

Proud of it, I am!

I also notice that when I am immersed in a novel I enjoy, I eat less.  Perhaps because I am not reading recipes on the internet, or sitting at the kitchen table with my cookbooks.  One of my weird, self destructive addictions is reading recipes whilst stuffing my face. Preferably with hot, buttered, heavily salted popcorn.

Now my secret is out!

I am committed to change!  

I guess mystery books and shows about Italian gangsters may be the ticket to my weight loss.

We shall see!

But I am down two pounds from last week. :)

Yay!

I am still contemplating Psalm 40.  But now I need to run to my student's house.  I have chicken fajitas waiting in the slow cooker for me for dinner.

Tomorrow, will be a black bean, turkey chili day.

Happy Sunday!

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