I've never been a fan of early starts. I mean, the school is great, but teaching drums at 8.30am? Crazy. It was all fine, mostly because the lesson is well-planned so there's plenty of content, but still...I'm not a morning person.
Took Mum shopping (she was fine today, it changes every time - I figure the way to her heart is playing with the dog, if the dog is happy, so is she) and then off to the college where my private student didn't turn up (again) and then nobody turned up to Drum Club (again). I get paid either way but still...it's draining, isn't it?
Private lesson after was great, which gave me much-needed boost.
Private performance of the HG show around my mate Mike's house, in front of him and his mum, which could have been awkward but was actually really good fun. The show works, nine performances in, I'm really happy with it.
Got back to see that Spurs have qualified for the Champions League final - amazing! Drank beer to celebrate, and then went through my stash of notepads...I've got extensive notes for 14 different novels and two stage shows, all of which I want to write this year. I need more time. I get teaching is paying really well, but I need to be creative again.
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