In protest, Dad kept me downstairs past 9 so we could watch Fawlty Towers. I was bushed afterwards, and just forgot. Anyway...
Yesterday, I was supposed to be joining the concert band. My own plans made me not go. Honor made me go. My plan was to simply go in and look at the music for clarinet. I was more or less pulled in and shoved a clarinet. I meant to be able to go on the bus after I looked at the music. This is not what happened.
I ended up staying for the whole rehearsal, which ended ten minutes early because the humidity and sheer heat in the music room was messing with all the reed instruments.
I'll admit, if Grace hadn't joined band, I probably would have gone on the bus without a second thought. I still don't want to stay in band, just long enough for the pep rally to come and I can see what else goes on around these parts.
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