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Year Two, Day 299: I Have a Dream

Slept like a log last night did I.

I woke up early and decided to hit the snooze. No workout today for me other than my usual brisk walking. I figure I get in at least 2 miles a day walking to bus stops and students houses.

But I am still sore from my move and trying to kick this head cold out of the park.

After the snooze, I had a vivid dream. No, it was a nightmare! I dreamt I was late to choir practice.  It was horrible! We had a concert coming up and I was working in an office. I thought I had an hour before I was due to leave and then I remember...Aaak!...the time had been changed to 11:45. It was 11:37 when I came to this realization. I kept rushing around, but couldn't find my shoes, couldn't find my purse, things kept changing. Couldn't find my car. Then I remembered I took the bus. Tried to call a friend to come get me. Couldn't find my phone!

I woke with a start. Heart pounding.  A stress dream.  I haven't had one of those in a long time.

I checked my phone and noticed my mother had called. Apparently I slept right through the snow! She said that it snowed for about an hour in Vancouver. But it didn't sneak. I peaked out my window. Nothing, but very dark gray skies. I was mildly disappointed. One more snow this year might be nice.

But, since my morning job is just a two minute jaunt across a field to the church, I couldn't use weather as an excuse!

I guess I need to get vertical!

I am actually really looking forward to the spring. To warmer weather. To a nice regular routine.

Not only do I need to get back to regular, more strenuous workouts, I need to get back to regular piano practice.

This piano teacher needs to practice what she preaches!

I have been asked to play in a concert in April with my friends of Portland Chamber Music. Most of the music I have played before with this group.  But we are also performing "I Have A Dream" by ABBA.

Remember ABBA? I was mesmerized by them as a teenager.  And this song still stirs me deep inside. All of the other pieces are classical. I think it will be so much fun to add this piece.  I think the crowd will be pleased.

I still haven't heard from my bus driver, "D".  I am a little bummed. And, since this cold sore on my upper lip has scabbed over to a dark red dot, it's a good thing I am not seeing him today!

But I do not know his personal situation.  I am still feeling good about giving him my number.


I need to have more courage.

But first things first. I need to get out of bed!

(Wouldn't it be nice to have one day a week, mandatory bed rest? I would chose Monday!)

I hope yours is happy!

Talk to you tomorrow.

Zita

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