when someone calls me on falling behind in communication, i almost automatically respond “it’s just a busy time of year, it’ll slow down soon”. i’ve come to realize that this is probably the biggest lie i tell, and i tell it on a regular basis. the funny thing is that though my life has been incredibly busy, there’s not really a lot to share here. however, i couldn’t pass up this gem.
as a music teacher, parent, daughter, sister, friend and wife (though a distant one of those), my mind and body are constantly pulled in many different directions. yesterday, i finished work about an hour earlier than usual. i came home and relaxed with my baby until my husband called to say he was on his way home. we decided to meet for dinner and i rushed to get the baby presentable and myself ready for a concert. we flew out the door and had dinner at a local establishment. i left from there and went straight to the school. while i set up sound equipment, i had students furiously folding programs and warming up. at 7:00 on the dot, we walked into gym for performance only to realize that the sound system was NOT working. 10 minutes later, problem solved, concert underway. this is our pops concert and i don’t conduct a lot. in fact, i was only conducting the very last piece of this concert. so, i sat happily behind the sound board listening to my kids and reveling in the fact that they had somehow managed to pull their groups together just in time to give a good performance. at one point during the 2nd song, i looked down to adjust mics and noticed that my shirt looked strange. i looked again and then realized that it was on inside out. i wondered quickly if there would be time for me to sneak out and turn it right side out, but realized just as quickly that there was no way. then, i also realized the downfall of my new, super-cute haircut – it was too short to cover the tag that was so obviously attached to my shirt just below the collar. so, i did what i had to do. when it was time for the last song, i stepped in front of my choir and their parents, stood tall and conducted as if nothing was wrong. when we were striking the stage, i looked at my kids and asked how many of them knew my shirt was on inside out before the concert started and didn’t tell me. they tried to hide giggles. stinkin’ kids.
