A Good Kind of Tired

Wow. It's been a REALLY long time since my last post.

Well, mostly it's been more of the same... which is a good thing. No major disasters, no crises to speak of. I did teach my first Musicare classes, and then went very well, but I think I'll save reporting on those until my next one.

I just wanted to remark on something that happened today. Well, really it's today in general. I began the day at 10:00 AM when I showed up to work to set up the KidStage show and get ready for my music program up in PlaySpace. I didn't get home until 8:15, one music program and seven KidStage shows later. That's right, seven - five during the day, two at night. Each fifteen to twenty-five minutes long, with just enough downtime in between to lose all my adrenaline.

I was, I will admit, not looking forward to the experience last night. It's not that I didn't want to do it, I just knew it would knock me out.

Funny thing about my job, though. Every time I was on stage, whether it was show one or show six, I had fun. And every time, there was at least one moment I wouldn't have missed for the world - one child who was hearing people applaud for him for the very first time, one baby clapping his hands to the music, one sheepish adult who turned the "pig house" umbrella inside out by accident. Sure, there were moments I was dragging in the dust, but all of them were in between shows.

I have the best career in the world.

I am, of course, human, and starting to go fuzzy-eyed even as I type this. I'm looking forward to popping in my Netflix DVD and heating up a mug of hot cider. And I am looking forward to having Sunday off. But really... wow. My job is awesome.