Making a joyful noise... or something like that
Got a package on my porch yesterday from UPS--a long, skinny box. When I opened it, I found a Post-it saying "Merry Christmas" from Jane. Inside the box was a fabric case holding a plastic case, and inside that, a brand new flute. Picked my jaw off the floor. Then set about unpacking it from the three layers of wrapping and all the tiny red corks used to stabilize the keys during shipping. I dug out the old CDs and made Joyful Racket Unto the Lord. Or something like that. It certainly annoyed the cats and possibly the neighbors.
The skills are a little rusty, but getting better quickly. It's nice to be playing again. And recalling the discipline needed because my brain has to be focused on the task at hand or I mess up.