Wednesday’s are a busy day for me.
It’s almost 1am, and I should have practiced an hour of piano this evening. For some students, this isn’t very late at all, and considering how late I’ve stayed up these past couple weeks, it isn’t comparatively late either – but I’m almost ready for bed.
Tomorrow (or today), is 9 hours of straight class. Starting with 1 hour each of introduction to flute, Dalcroze eurhythmics, introduction to cello, followed by a 3 hour Principles of Teaching course (through OISE), and lastly with 2 hours of the Men’s Chorus rehearsal. It’s a long day, but not as long as they used to be – I previously had my piano lessons at 5:30, giving me only a 1/2 hour break – thank goodness that Lydia switched them to Mondays.
It’s raining. I like its sound. The steady, quiet, and calm percussion will definitely aid in the process of falling asleep. Though keeping the window open will let in some frigid air, the old hot water radiators in the apartment are beaming out heat, and will certainly moderate the temperature inside. I like the way they look, the old vertical pipes, painted a deep almost purple red, letting out their conductive heat. Placing towels on them to dry or warm before a shower serves a rather practical purpose.