thursday

Dec 15, 2022 09:40

My music teacher had a discrepancy on what I owed her last night. She told me originally she was going to charge me at the rate of $15 a lesson in her new studio (because I had been with her so long - 4 years) even though her going rate is $20 now to new students. So I have been paying her at the $15 rate. She told me last night that I am $10 behind and I told her I was $15 ahead according to my estimation. I don't think either of us caught on then that the problem was the difference in perceived rates. She just thought I had forgotten to pay her and I thought she had forgotten to write my past payments down correctly. Anyway she agreed that she'd put me down to being paid up till the end of the year - which is what I think is correct. But I'm going to voluntarily put myself up to the $20 rate next year so I will be like all her other students. Just having to listen to me play is punishment enough, I don't want to short her payment too.

Cousin Rosie wants to send us some fancy peanuts. I think I will send her a mandala dotted rock in return. Use one that came from our creek. I think she'd appreciate that. And I'll make another rock to give Sebastian - something to decorate his new apartment.

Dave tells me that furbearing trapping season starts on Saturday and they are allowed to use kill traps. If Rainy was to get in one she'd be dead in a second - her head or neck crushed. It's a possibility that they might use that kind of trap at the lake so no more taking the dogs there till spring (I guess). What a stupid and cruel world we live in. I feel depressed just thinking about it.

Raining this morning. Snow and sleet are supposed to be coming later. Blaa. A day to stay in and paint rocks.

painting rocks, depressed, sebastian, music lessons, rosie, lake

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