....with Emile Pandolfi.
ok, ok...I know what you're thinking. Not the cutest bald guy, but his music is so, so, SO good
for my soul. I was having a no good day today and I sat down, logged onto Pandora and up
pops his name. My soul smiled. Then it relaxed. And now, I can breathe.
Really, any piano music is good for my soul. If I ever get married, my husband better
darn well know how to play the piano. Or at least have a pleasant singing voice.
I'd be 7th heaven.
Anyhow, not a whole lot has been happening. I'm getting more and more eager to move in
November. Things have been happening that have only confirmed that this move is what I've
needed for a while. I just have to save like a mad-woman and hope that I have enough to cover
basic expenses in December. You know...just in case I don't find a job right away. But then
again, I could always work at the D.I. again. Just the thought of maybe having to work
there again makes me kind of crazy...and not in a good way.
Ugh...
I can't think about it. I just hope that I find a job when I move down there and not have
to worry about the money aspect. I mean, I know the Church would be able to help
out if I needed it, but I really, absolutely like doing things on my own.
Yeah...it's prideful. I'll be the first to admit that.
Anyhow, my eyelids, seriously cannot stay open right now....
adios
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