Humidity Rocks

Okay, so there is actually one benefit to the ridiculous heat we've been experiencing...In the humidity, my flute playing improves maybe 800%. I haven't had to live through a 'bad day' in more than 2 weeks. My tone is awesome all the time...definitely something I could learn to live with. Maybe I should just give in and move home where it'll be humid 364 days a year (it tends to be dry MAYBE once a year...). Then again...maybe that's not such a great idea. Can you imagine moving home after 9 years of being gone? I think that just might be the end of any sanity I pretend to posess.

Another positive flute note: I am, in fact, better than I was in high school. That may sound ridiculous (yes, I just got my Masters degree), but here is how that little revelation came about: I am relearning some etudes I did when I was senior and studying from Etude-King and I remember busting my keister on them for an entire week and not really succeeding in any positive results...now I can work on them for 20 minutes and get them pretty damn good. Feels nice to realize how far you've come, you know? I just wish I could get a freaking job... Anyone need a flute player? I'll be your slave for a small fee...

And on THAT note... I realized lately that I love playing in orchestra, and I already miss it crazily. I want a job so that I can support myself and not have to live with the guilt of having to beg from mommy dearest every few months...but even more than that, I want a job so that I can play. I haven't played in orchestra since Bartok at CIM (end of March, I believe), and I just plain miss it. The scary thing is that I have no idea when I'll be able to play again. I can't help but be jealous of people who are in summer festivals right now, as much as I complained about them last year. I know I'm taking a slightly dramatic road here...I will, probably, get to play in an orchestra sometime soon...but just the fact that it is entirely possible that it'll be MONTHS, even a year...it's just frightening. How am I supposed to stay motivated when I'm not even partially doing what I love? I'm sorry, but practicing excerpts in a practice room non-stop just doesn't do it for me... I wish it did, because then I would be set for life... The good thing, I suppose, it that I now realize that I really do want to do this, and it's not just something I've fallen into because I didn't have anything better to do. If I ever get a job, I promise not to complain about rehearsals or bad conductors or annoying musicians or anything. And you can hold me to this...I promise not to take what I have for granted. I'm going to love every second.