Just got home from my guitar class and am ready to gloat! I practiced (nearly) every day last week and my teacher actually suggested that I am NOT a beginner (I am, I am just also a progressor!) AND asked if I needed something more challenging to practice. I DON'T... I can't wait to plink and plunk at "Oh Susanna" and "When the Saints Go Marching In". I am so happy and proud. Tra la la.
P.S. What move? Packing? Oh, I have a friend bringing boxes over next week, doesn't that count?
2 comments:
this is mumulla-
i am so proud of you, my dear! i remember enjoying practicing when i had lessons-i just recently tried my guitar and my fingers are sooo sore.
are you playing my old guitar? that had a nice feel to it.
This is why I started an instrument this year, too. There is something so satisfying in doing something and seeing results. How often do you get such instantaneous feedback.
You have absolute power, yes yeaaahhh *cough sputter*
(ET reference)
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