Thank goodness for the daily prompt. I had no distress to attempt the post I planned for yesterday. If not for the prompt, my TV post might have been my only post for the day. We will see if I feel like writing more later. No, on to the prompt.
There are many things I could write about here. I wish I was better at DIY-type stuff. I wish I was a better cook. I wish I spoke a second language. The one thing, though, that trumps all of those is my lifelong wish that I was a musician.
I did play baritone in my middle school band. Well, I “played” baritone. I was not that good at it. I mostly used the band as a way to transfer into a homeroom with more of my friends. If you were in the band or played a sport, you had to have your elective period at the same time. I joined the band to move to one of those groups. I picked baritone because it was free. I did learn how to read music, so that was something.
I did sing in a choir when I was in college. I’m not sure why I joined the choir. I’m sure a friend suggested I join with them. I’m also sure they had never heard me sing. If I stood next to a strong singer, I could almost hit the notes. I could not do it if I had to sing solo, though.
I did use the fact that I could read music to teach myself to play a couple of things on piano for a music class in college I had to take when I was an education major. I could play scales and a short, easy song. That was it.
I’ve always wished I would have been better at all of the music stuff. Well, maybe not baritone, I think I would have hated high school marching band. I especially wish I was a better singer. In my head, I sound very good. In reality, not so much.
Maybe I should use some of my new free time to relearn how to read music and teach myself to play the piano.