Life is strange

I have some kind of bronchial thing.

That's not the part that's strange though.

I am a professional "ringer" for one specific group. Meaning I don't attend every rehearsal, though I do try to get to as many as possible out of professional courtesy to those who do attend all, and I perform in their concerts. It's a conflict on the rehearsal nights hence the reason I am considered a "ringer". I have earned my keep with them, they trust me and they like me now. I won't sing with them unprepared ever. They are superb group of people.

I went last night and was astounded to see a former church choir member sitting there. Interesting, I think. She is older than I am by at least 15 years maybe more, a breast cancer survivor. She plays the flute and sings soprano. And she's VERY competitive. And not in the smart way. Most people who are competitive work hard to be worthy of the competition and be at the top of their game. Oh no. not this one. She just expects that she will get everything and not have to work at it.

She has a lot of talent. That much I can guarantee you but most of it is un-tapped. It's a pity because I think the gift is there with her flute playing but since I was 12 years old, she's been jealous of me ( I only realize this now - because she told me) . Which is nuts. I was a 12 year old for heavens sake. Be that as it may.

The director came to me during the break and assigned me somewhere in the neighborhood of 6-8 solo's to learn in a variety of Languages and performance opps.

Then I lost my voice. Ironically during jingle bells.

It certainly wasn't jingling all the way. I was vocally tired on easy pieces. Harder pieces were better, but I was vocally shot by the end of seemingly easy program.

I awoke this morning to having absolutely nothing. Over the course of the day, it would cut in and out but not at my normal voice - I would go from nothing to a croaking. I ended up with a low grade fever by the end of the day. I slept it off, continued to take my drugs, and I have something back, but not much. I am coughing now which is a huge help. I am sick to DEATH of tea. I am on a crash course to get well. I am resting like crazy and not talking at all ( For those of you who know me well... STOP LAUGHING!!!!!!!!! STOP IT!!!!!!!!!!!)

It figured that no sooner do I get a lot of work to do and I can't even do it because the tool isn't working!

C'est La vie...... It has 24 hour and then we hit Herr Doktor tomorrow if a significant improvement isn't made.