I spent the morning exercising with friends then tuning and playing the harps. It felt good. Working and warming my muscles and my brain. The little harp was especially out of tune and gets more abuse than actual playing. We'll have to remedy that. I don't play nearly enough. We'll have to remedy that also. When I was little I told my parents I wanted to play the harp after playing a piano trio with my sisters where I had the part of strumming the strings on the inside of the piano while one of my sisters held the keys silently. I knew then. My parents told me to save my money. I did. When I'm motivated, it's amazing what I can accomplish. Then, after our car accident I had money from the insurance that I could use for any purpose after I turned 18. Yep. I got a concert grand. I almost purchased the less expensive one, but my grandma Fae told me in a few years I wouldn't remember the difference in price, and to get the one I really wanted. She was wise. I have dreams of owning a home with a balcony where I can play my harp in the warm summer mornings in the fresh air. Sounds kind of cheesy, now that I've verbalized it.
What gets neglected far too often in your life?