Flute-tastic Friday

Tonight is my ten-year high school class reunion.  Sort of.  See, my class isn’t terribly organized.  We started planning our five-year reunion two weeks ahead of time.  The reunion wound up involving a gathering of anyone who could come meeting at the country club for drinks.  Okay, whatever, we’ll be more organized for the ten-year reunion, right?

Yeah, not so much.  This time we started planning a month ahead.  This time no one could agree when to have it.  Finally, someone took some initiative and created a poll with some dates.  When that didn’t work, someone else set up an event on Facebook, invited everyone he could, put out a mass invite to everyone in the class, and that was that.

My God, I hope we’re more organized five years from now.  Either that, or I’m just going to take over.  This is why I always hated group work in school.  I was more than happy to do all the work myself because I wanted to make sure I got a good grade.  Everyone else seemed happy to let me do all the work because it usually resulted in a good grade for everyone in the group.  Win-win, right?

Yeah, not so much.  I’ve taken that tendency to the extreme and have serious trouble delegating as an adult because I’m convinced I’m the only one who will get it done to my satisfaction.  Of course, with regard to my class reunion, I’d just be happy to do something that doesn’t feature drinking as the main event.

Hmm, this post didn’t really turn out the way I thought it would.  But I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about my complete inability to delegate, as well as a few of my many other flaws lately (okay, ever since Tricia’s extraordinary post that I can’t seem to get out of my head, and then there was this post from my friend Kina yesterday that also got me thinking) as I try to figure out what I can do to change them.  Even if I only make very small changes in my behavior, these are things that I want to change.  These are things about myself with which I am not very happy.  These are things that I can change, I just don’t know how.  So I’ve been thinking.  And thinking.  And thinking some more.

If I ever finish with this thinking thing, I’ll be sure to let you know.

In other news, sporadic flute lessons with Miss Tadpole have apparently resumed.  Last night we tried to discuss how to count long rests.  First I lost her, then she lost me, then I lost myself.  At that point, we decided it was bedtime.  Today we decided to go back to basics.  We started with how to assemble the flute, then how to blow properly to ensure that you get a sound other than that of a raspberry.  Then I got a headache.

There is a reason why I write instead of teach.

And with that, have a great weekend, everybody!

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6 thoughts on “Flute-tastic Friday

  1. Human In Recovery says:

    Ah, reunions. I’ve manage to avoid them all. Apparently some of the class members I was supposed to have graduated with looked for me to invite to other reunions. Now that I’ve been found, I’m supposed to meet up with those who could gather round for our 25th that’s happening in two weeks. It’s also an informal event pretty much organized by one guy who posted an event on facebook.

    Thinking is where change starts. However, don’t think too long, sometimes you just have to start, whether you’re ready or not. Otherwise, you may never get beyond the thinking stage. Because, basically, we tend to resist change and cling to what’s familiar, even if it doesn’t fit well anymore.

    Thanks for including me in your process and journey. Have fun with the reunion.

    Be well,


    • Kay Lynn says:

      I enjoy going to reunions and getting a chance to visit with classmates that I don’t get a chance to see often. I also usually secretly (well, maybe not-so-secretly since this is the interwebs, after all :)) hope that some of my distant (meaning not local) friends will show up by surprise and I’ll get to visit with them. It hasn’t happened yet, but then I’ve only had two reunions and there’s a first time for everything, right? And I had fun tonight. It would have been more fun if my husband could have gone, but we had a babysitter snafu and he stayed home with the kids.

      I went with one of my oldest friends and her husband said that we should tell everyone that I married a neurosurgeon and she married a gynecologist. He obviously went to a much larger school than we did – never mind the fact that we have a very small class and everyone still knows everyone, almost everyone who showed up still lives in the area. When she explained that there was no possible way to Romy & Michelle our way through it, he just shrugged.

      As for the thinking, I just have problems letting go of things, and I think I said as much on your page. I don’t know how to let go, and therein lies my problem. But, one step at a time, right? Because slow and steady wins the race.


      • Human In Recovery says:

        I’m glad you had fun. High school was a less than fun time for me and I was completely blindsided to discover that others had a different memory of me and my experience than I had. I’m actually looking forward to it, because there are a couple of people who I had connected with well at the time, but I tend to let things and relationships go away too easily, we hadn’t kept in touch at all.

        Do me a favor and swing by my latest post and award yourself, will you? You deserve it and it just might put a smile on your face.
        Be well,


        • Kay Lynn says:

          High school, despite everything, was much more fun that elementary and middle school were. I was the odd kid, though, because I was terrified of graduating. I wouldn’t have minded if we had just stayed seniors forever; I wasn’t ready to face the world yet. Maybe I had just faced too much of it already at that point, I don’t know, but I do know that I just wanted to be a kid for a little while longer. Instead I started having them pretty soon after. Funny how that works…

          Aw, thank you! I’ll be sure to stop by. 🙂


  2. mezzsays says:

    I definitely want more details about how the reunion went, so I’ll have to answer your email soon. 🙂

    Also, the description of you giving a flute lesson cracked me up!


    • Kay Lynn says:

      So glad I could entertain you. 🙂 Like I said, there’s a reason I don’t teach. I would go stark raving mad if I did, and I’m halfway there as it is. Unless, of course, it’s completely normal to think of your characters as real people, in which case I am one hundred percent S-A-N-E sane. 😀


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