This is gonna be a bit of a busy week - mostly because of on top of my current schedule, which I'm not quite coping with, I've got the house move.
Still, confirmed a lovely little venue for a performance of History of Pop, which is totally awesome. I owe Rachel a beer for fixing that...
The day started with my car being blocked in by traffic cones (they started roadworks outside the house and my car was in the way) and then the TA stuff was just stressful because all of the kids were in a really horrible mood. My favourite insult of the day from one of the kids I had to look after was, "You pointy nose piece of shit." As always, I was powerless to do anything about it, apart from be safe in the knowledge that he'll be in prison one day or at least living in Huntingdon.
But after that I had a fine succession of drum lessons, starting with probably the best lesson I've ever taught. I've always liked teaching this kid; he's been on my books since November and was my second ever student, but I've always felt slightly awkward about the sheer amount of praise his parents shower me with on a weekly basis. I get he didn't like his last teacher, but it's all a bit flattering. But today that was just so good, not me - but the way he responded and nailed the parts to Ticket to Ride, which has awkward timing. Just when you think you know what level a student is at (he's always been in the 'much better than most' bracket) they surprise you by going up a level.
My other three lessons were fine too - another one with my old bandmate, another one with the over-excitable kid and a double lesson with the quite posh family who I'm growing to like because their kids are getting really into this.
Still, left the house at 7.30am, home by 10pm...when exactly do I start putting things in boxes? I mean, I get the answer is 10pm, but I've still got shingles and am supposed to be resting. I'm back even later tomorrow. I'll just do it all on Friday, the moving day.
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