Muffin drives back to his apartment and work 200 miles away, working hard for four days so he can return for a long weekend. The house is quiet and Scooter the Sheltie and I are disoriented for awhile. Coffee helps.
The phone rings more often on Monday. Why is that? All sorts of organizations think I must hear their recordings on Monday. And brides call or email on Monday, panicky that their wedding plans have slipped my mind or my calendar. Not so. I hired the quartet to play for the weddings long ago.
About one hour after leaving the family reunion I was here. Our quartet was invited to provide music for the new class of the pharmacy school at Texas Tech. It’s the second class for this branch and the White Coat Ceremony is very dignified and interesting with many speakers providing history and advice to the new students before presenting them with the White Coat and leading all pharmacists and the new class in the oath of their profession. Then we play as they recess, meet family and friends and professors for a reception, taking lots of photos. Since we are in the balcony of this lovely restored theater we never really know when it “over”. We just play until it’s very dark and we can’t hear anyone anymore, then run downstairs to see if there is anyone left who isn’t part of the packing crew. Our total time at the venue is about three hours, from set up to break down. (No, not a fiddle breakdown. I said it was very dignified!) We are honored to be invited to play.
Favorite part of Monday: Acts 29:1, which is the name of our Emmaus reunion group. Love those sisters! They are the most faithful prayer warriors ever, and the silliest sisters outside of my four daughters.
Next favorite: Monday night Body Flow. But I’m still sore from my workout on Saturday. Drat! Perils of age, I guess.