Choir Rehearsal Day

One of my Facebook groups pointed me to The Good Life Abroad, which has programs in Florence and Paris. That would be awesome. I heard that they’re expensive though.

Forgot to mention that American Meadows says to plant wildflower seeds after a few hard freezes. The seeds will remain dormant until spring.

Zara: Mom, you know that I’m hungry, right?

Me: Yes, Zara.

I fed them after my shower.

My performance appraisal went okay. My boss did say something about being more detail-oriented, and I was ready to retire on the spot, but it came off more harsh in text than in discussion. She said that she valued my work, but to ask for help if needed. I just need to hang on until I'm vested in my pension (six more years). Then sayonara working.

I swear that the weeks are whipping by the way that days used to. I can't believe that it's rehearsal day again already.

Rehearsal went well. We finally had a full contingent of altos.

I need to scramble tonight after rehearsal to prepare for my Italian lesson tomorrow morning. I'm not going to get a chance to bring in the dahlias, so I definitely need to rescue them tomorrow. But I'll need to get up early for Italian.

Studied Italian. Now I need to go to bed.