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Printed from https://www.writing.com/main/books/entry_id/719710-Sunday-No-really
Rated: 18+ · Book · Personal · #1411600
The Good Life.
#719710 added March 13, 2011 at 5:18pm
Restrictions: None
Sunday. No, really.
Yesterday was actually Saturday. March 12th.

Reach 300 students at MTMS   by 12/31/11:
*Writing* Honestly, I have no idea where we are. Chris stayed late yesterday and caught up some paperwork and scheduling, so the numbers are probably available. *shrug* I'll check it out tomorrow. Poor dear was depressed the latter part of the week.

Develop and market summer programs by 3/31/2011 3/21/2011:
*Writing* I still haven't ironed out summer camps. I feel like we're almost there, because I have tentative pricing, scheduling, and curricula worked out, so theoretically, I could just put the damn things on the schedule and start advertising them. We have a St. Patty's Day Party and Irish Carnival a week from today, so when I'm done advertising that, we'll roll out summer camps.

I have one week. {e:sternlook}

Pick scheduling database by 7/31/11:
*Writing*

Potbelly: : Add one repertoire song per week
*Thumbsup* "From This Moment On" by Shania Twain, and I decided that "Cross My Heart" by George Strait isn't horrible... but now, I must learn "Rosemary" by Lennie Kravitz. A Potbelly regular has asked me twice now. How embarrassing that he had to remind me. *Pthb*

In related news, I have a stalker. Okay, that was actually a joke, because when she introduced herself and told me, "I've been following you," she went on to explain, "but not in a stalker way." *Laugh* She asked if we could collaborate sometime. I had a similar conversation a year ago with Potbelly patron Luis, with whom I jammed once or twice until his existing band mate flaked out. Basically, Luis wanted the three of us to become a band. But after Band Member #3 (whose name escapes me since I never actually met him) missed two out of two attempted jam sessions, we discovered that he got in trouble when his wife found out the new band member was a girl. Se la vie, but I thought of Luis again recently, because after two months or so of Cody (MTMS teacher) complaining that he couldn't find a decent drummer for his band, I suddenly remembered that I knew a drummer (Luis) who was looking for a band a year or two ago.

Meanwhile, here's another musician who wants to collaborate, and she said she doesn't want to earn money, just have fun playing music. It might be really fun, but I just don't have time. I almost wish I could just give her a job or something, but we just hired four computer lab attendants, so right now I don't have a job to offer her. She does not (yet) have a degree in music.

Reading: One book per week.
*Thumbsdown* No progress. I am stalled. I took a nap this afternoon, which is becoming something of a Sunday tradition.

Writing: Goals TBD:
(1) *Check* Blog at WDC daily.
(2) *Check* Blog at MT.com   weekly. This is my last "check" before I have to actually write another post.

Count points: TOTAL POINTS YESTERDAY:
At Robert Waltz 's suggestion, I've laid off the consumption of students (at least in the purely nutritional sense), but Sundays = church = candy and baked goods. I almost managed to sneak out the door with nothing but a little brownie bite, until another freaking Girl Scout handed me two more boxes of cookies I forgot I ordered.

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