I practiced some last night, long tones and attacked one problem more directly. Going from the 2nd highest to the highest note in one song, is a real problem so I worked on just that little transition and will work on it some more.
I surprised myself by being up in time to take the things I'd packed last night and get them sent. I took the small thing with me and dropped it off downtown on my way to the bank, where my accounting and the bank's were in perfect agreement.
I doubled back around and rode back to Japantown and did some shopping at Nijiya, and got back here at only a bit after 5.
Traffic was nuts, frankly. It used to be that in the Bay Area your car horn could be broken and you'd never know. Now, I guess the car horn is like it is supposed to be for New Yorkers, just another part of the car like the clutch or the brake, to get regular use. Pretty funny really.
I had time to not only load the big box with 14 things in it for one buyer, but to pack two smaller things and take it all along, up to the post office and FedEx for the big box. Then I picked up packing stuff, everything was nice and boring and routine.
Today's freebee: A copy of "Behind The Kitchen Door" by Saru Jayaraman and a bunch of vending machine sized bags of chips, enough to fill a Walmart plastic bag. I have to admit, I took out the bags of salt and vinegar potato chips and ate those (my mouth is rather abraded now). I took the bag out to the trash enclosure and hung it up and eventually a guy came by and checked it out and took them.
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