Heavy Sigh

Last night Moira and I split up.  I think it was the healthy decision to make, but it's still hard.  Thankfully we're looking at a continuing friendship, which gives me a lot of hope.

Seeing it coming pretty much overshadowed the weekend for me, but there were a few standout memories.

One of the most inspirational things I've ever seen was the blind teenager who was undaunted by being told that piano was only for the sighted and was learning recorder and keyboards anyway.  I gave him a hammer and demonstrated the basics and he was off.   His attitude was infectious, and I hope that he holds onto it throughout his life.

I also bought a new hat.  I'm not sure if it's the coolest thing ever or total dorkdom, but I think I love it.  It fits the costume, and my facial features, in a way I've never found in a hat before.  Hopefully pictures will be forthcoming.

I got about three hours of sleep and I'm totally scattered today, but I'm slowly getting things done.  Friday morning I leave for Boston, and I'm helping my parents clean the house in preparation for relatives visiting on Thursday, so I'm looking forward to burying myself in chores.