Oh rain, I know we need your moisture, but can you go away for a bit so I can get some things done? The grass is growing ever longer, the garden beds need a lot of work, I have to plant seeds soon, not to mention more pruning and cutting back.
I can’t do any of these things in the rain. I suppose I could, but it would be frustrating. And wet.
What did I do yesterday? I recycled. In the rain. I wrote out bills and mailed them. I went to the grocery store. I cleaned the bathroom. I cleaned the wood floors. And I oiled and polished the piano, something I haven’t done in a long time.
I should do it more often. It’s old and that wood needs moisture. Maybe I can train myself to do it once a month? Anyway, I felt that my grandma was smiling down on me. But at the same time, she was yelling, “Get it tuned!” You’re right, Grandma. I promise.
I’m not necessarily a fan of mahogany, perhaps because all the furniture in my grandmother’s house, as well as some of the furniture in our house, was that dark color. It was the style at the time. But I love this piano. It’s a family treasure with a lot of history and, as I get older, I appreciate its beauty more and more.
Gosh. I have to get it tuned. When money has been tight – and let’s face it, it’s been tight a lot for us – tuning it was way down on the list of things to be done. Neither of us plays it that much. Don uses it to tune his guitars sometimes. I’m the one who studied piano for eight years, yet I don’t sit down and play very often even though Don always urges me to. And now that it’s really out of tune, I can’t bear to play it. So, I have to get my act together and have someone come out and tune it. I also know it needs to have some maintenance work. But before that happens, I will get it tuned.
There!
Just a few days ago, but it seems longer. It was sunny. I swear, it was sunny.
Happy Saturday.
