New year, schmoo year. Everybody knows that fall is REALLY the time of new beginnings. We've all been indoctrinated since kindergarten, our parents hyping the end of summer vacation and the beginning school by bribing us with new clothes and the coolest lunch pails and Trapper Keepers; and besides, it's a time when the whole country wakes up from the lazy (cough cough) days of summer and gets back down to work. Harvest time. The changing of the seasons (well, if you live someplace other than Texas ---we don't get cooler temps until late October or real fall color until November). In my business, the new opera seasons are kicking into gear.
But my fall, at least the beginning of it, is getting off to a blissfully slow start. Since June I've been home/off the job for about 10 days total, so it's a great relief to have some time to kick around. And with my darling husband --- who also works from home --- off for a visit with his mom, I have the run of the house. FREEEEEEEEDOOOOOOMMMMM! I miss you, honey.
So, what with new beginnings and the freedom to flit between five different projects in my scattered Gemini way, making big messes that don't have to be cleaned up for days lest they render the ueber-organized software engineering types frustrated and annoyed, I have decided it's time for a Fall Overhaul.
First, this means playing with my house and garden. My domesticity has been wretchedly neglected and I desperately need to putter, rearrange, and CLEAN ALL THE THINGS.
This morning before breakfast I cleaned and reorganized two shelves in the freezer. RAWR! Big excitement. Well, when you have been living in a hotel/rental flat/someone else's house for three months, it IS big excitement to fix up your very own freezer just the way you like it. So there. Can't wait to get out there and pull some weeds, so I can start my fall garden.
I also finally have time, and the health, to start a new fitness program. Over a month ago I purchased yet another Beachbody program --- my 4th, and I have always liked them --- this time Shaun T's Focus T25. (Love the tough names they give these things). It's a high intensity workout that only takes 25 minutes a day, and as much as I loved doing P90x I no longer have the requisite level of fitness nor the time. Today is my third day and my legs feel like I've been heisting 20-inch TVs with only the power of my inner thighs. But I'm glad to be working out again. My only goal at the moment is to keep doing it and to regain some respectable level of fitness.
I'm overhauling my website, sound clips, and repertoire. The website overhaul has been underway for some time; you can see a preview here. As for sound clips and repertoire, I've been playing around with some new arias and am working them up for inclusion on the site and in my auditions. I'd like to say more about it but I'd prefer to save it until it's ready for public consumption. Suffice it to say it all requires the girding of one's loins with one's big girl panties. Stay tuned for more on that front.The repertoire, that is, not the loin-girding. There are sites for that sort of thing you know, and this isn't one of them.
Finally, I hope to get back to some sort of semblance of regular writing. I do miss it and simply haven't had the time or energy for a while. There are things I'd like to say. So stay tuned for that, too.
And now, it's time to go feed the dogs, who are politely licking my legs to let me know it's time to GET AWAY FROM THAT STUPID COMPUTER AND FILL OUR BOWLS, put on stretchy clothing I wouldn't be seen in public in, sweat for 25 hard minutes whilst cursing my thighs, and settle down to watch the last couple of episodes of Scandal with a big glass of wine. Fall Overhaul, y'all.