I recently started reading a blog written by San Diego Momma. On Tuesdays, she puts out a writing suggestion. Every time I see it, I think to myself, "Self, you should do this." And every Tuesday, something comes up, and I never get around to it.
This week, I decided to go for it. Granted, it's not Tuesday...it's actually Wednesday. But, better late than never - right????
PROMPTuesday: Decisions, decisions.
What major decision(s) have you made in your life? What road did you take that led to something unexpected, or wonderful or not-so-wonderful-but-it-all-worked-out-in-the-end?
I've always been surrounded by music in one form or another. I think we all are, to some degree. I remember being ripped (I mean, peacefully brought out of a deep sleep) on Sunday mornings by the sounds a country music station turned up loud enough to rattle windows.
OK, maybe that's a little bit of an exaggeration...but not much! It was my dad's way of getting us up, and going. Country music in the morning = house cleaning day. (sigh)
To this day, I can't handle music in the morning. If I need to get something done around the house on the weekend, I first go to the radio. It's like the Mr. Clean version of Pavlov's Dog. :-)
In junior high I started playing a musical instrument. Clarinet. My mom played it...her two sisters played it....and I figured I may as well give it a try as well. My aunt used to play The Entertainer on the piano. How cool would it be to do it on an actual clarinet, right??? :-)
When I hit high school...I started learning how to play any other woodwind instrument I could get my hands on. I wanted to learn them all. I would go to instrumental music competitions and actually need a group of people to help me carry all the different instruments I was competing with.
In high school, the music department started doing a concert each year. The performers were the students who were getting ready for district music competitions. One year, I had strep throat, and they had to cancel the concert. It seems I had so many different entries (both vocal and instrumental) that if I wasn't there, there wasn't much of a concert left.
I couldn't get enough.
My first real boyfriend had a great singing voice...and played the drums in a band. He tried and tried to get me to either sing in the band, or play an instrument. But there's no way shy ole' Nej was going to do that!! Someone might hear her!! Someone she knew.
The horror!!!! :-)
Come to think of it, my next boyfriend had quite the singing voice as well...and played the trumpet and piano. It's not that I seek out guys that can sing...it's just the group of people I hung with in high school. :-)
(Mot swears he can't carry a tune, but he's lying.)
I sang in any of the choruses offered in high school...and also auditioned for the show choir. I had (still have) a really low vocal range, so I sang in some choirs as a tenor or baritone.
I eventually settled on the E Flat soprano clarinet as my principle instrument. Man that thing was fun to play!!!
My junior year of high school got really busy. I played in a marching band in the Fiesta Bowl parade. I auditioned, and made it, to All-State. I competed in more and more competitions. And, it was then I started looking for colleges. I set up scholarship auditions...the works.
My instrumental music director was pretty burnt out in his career by the time I got to high school. Although I firmly believe you, and only you, are responsible for the choices you make in life....I still say he played a VERY LARGE role in my making what I would call the silliest decision I've ever made in life.
After going to scholarship auditions, being accepted, winning competitions..........I decided to not pursue a career in music.
Why you ask??
I remember the instant I made the choice. One day he was pretty stressed about an upcoming performance (if you were the director of our high school band, you'd be stressed to....there were quite a few good members in the band...but as a whole, we sucked).
I was in one of the practice rooms, and I heard him venting outside to another teacher. Mad that he loved music soooo much...but making music his career completely ruined it for him. He talked about how he didn't love it anymore...in fact, he could barely stand it. He talked about how he wished he could tell his students who wanted to go into music to not do it. Run!!
I could hear the despair and frustration in his voice. And it was at the exact moment, I stopped wanting to go to school for music.
In fact, after high school....I took a year off. I'd been planning on music as my career for years and years. After I'd ruled it out, I had NO IDEA what I was going to do with my life.
Heck, even after going to school for accounting and getting my degree...I still don't know what I want to do with my life. :-)
My life turned out great, without music as a career. But I always wonder what it would have been like, had I not heard him complaining in the hall.