Rain in the Morning

I love waking up to rain.

Something that happened maybe 5 times in the 32 years I lived in Colorado.

For me, rain gives me permission to be lazy. Don't know why. It just does.

Yesterday was one of those magical days.

It started with major league shucking and jiving with the boys at breakfast. Sometimes every thing is just right for an uproarious breakfast.

Yesterday it was. There were four of us. Let the good times roll!

After breakfast, I did my water testing job at Villa Escondido, then to the bank to pay my Internet bill. I ran into some more good friends for another session of gossip and telling lies and many yuks.

Then on to rehearsal with the piano player. We worked for 3 hours on music which is strangely satisfying and fulfilling. Followed by a hour of conversation with him.

I stopped in at the art show being held at the Boquete Community Theater. So another round of "meet and great" with friends.

I arrived home in the late afternoon after a full day of "being out and about."

But the day was not done yet.

I called another piano player who asked me to join their group and excepted his offer to play with them. So I am now in another group.

That pretty much fills up my music calendar. Two groups plus guitar lessons should do the trick. Who knows, maybe I will actually get good at this thing.

I also called the theater director and told him I would not be auditioning for his next play. I had put this off for a couple of weeks because he is hard to say no to.

He was gracious about it. Phew! I do appreciate that.

Yella and I capped the day off with a movie.

Now that was a great day!