November 9, 2010
The second glass fish fell from my fish mobile in a week, this morning. I tied them both back onto their strings, bringing it to its former beauty.
Y wasn’t getting out of bed this morning, but was singing, “Please, please, tuna!” plaintively. I asked him if he’d like music to help him wake up. “Yes, yes, that song!” he was thrilled. I had trouble finding it-it’s actually “Please do not go” by the Violent Femmes. So he said he would agree to the “other music you used to play to clean house.” I put in a Latin disk, thinking that must have been the other, but he said no-it was in English. Now I remember that those were tapes, not disks. The other was a Beatles tape, I think. We don’t have a working tape player anymore, but luckily I have the Femmes on disk. I found it, and he is getting dressed.
Today is my first day of Basic Therapeutic Massage class. I’m nervous. I have a different teacher this year, as I decided it would be better to learn mornings. I think he’s a good, thorough teacher. I’ll miss the encouragement of my first teacher. Anyway, I’m hoping it will be good. I’m hoping to be able to offer my clients more each week as I learn.