yipee skippy!

Last week, I promised myself that I would finish the first movement of my trio. So, after a night of drinking at my friend's house on the Tuesday night, I got crackin' first thing on Wednesday morning. I played it for B later that evening and he said that there was something up with it, but could not figure out really what it was. I shrugged my shoulders knowing FULL WELL what he was talking about. But, I didn't care. I wanted it to be done.

I went to my lesson the following day and while listening to it, I had to cringe a little. "Oh Nancy, what the hell? Just for the sake of finishing it?"

Still, I continued to make myself believe that it was done. But then, in a polite manner (always in a polite manner), Dr. L expressed that it was a piece of crap and never to let foot in his door again. (haha, just kidding.) I held up my white flag and I knew exactly what was wrong. "Oh Nancy, what the hell? Just for the sake of finishing it?"

This stupid ending was going to kill me. I thought about it over, over, over.....oh god, i want it to be over, and then, it came to me. I whipped out the sucker and finished the details on Wednesday. When I went to my lesson, I could feel my heart rate speed up a little as we approached the ending. "That's it. That's what it needed." aaaaahhhhhhh, music to my ears.

On to the second movement. Let's get this one done sooner, shall we?