What a week

A full time musician who was actually trained in music can't help but count his blessings. I have been a full-time musician since graduating college in 1990, but every year I feel more full-time than ever. Take this past week, for instance: I finished up chairing a search committee at school, played two recitals, rehearsed Avenue Q, and am now practicing furiously for a recording project in two weeks. And I celebrated my birthday.

And yet on top of all this was a nasty head cold that threatened to lay me out for several days. But as is any workaholic's mantra, "I'm too busy to get sick." And so busy I stayed. It might be a mistake in the future to carry on so hard, but I'm happy to report that I'm back and working away. My dean has encouraged me on multiple occasions to take some time for myself. I wonder what he's trying to say. I can't imagine what the problem might be ...