More shots of the house on Waldorf St. Truly a kewl place. Tired this AM - up til 'round midnight after the rehearsal last night & then wakened early for a trip to the powder room, then dreams of moi being the one laid off & trying to figure out how to live on the meager HU retirement payments, then awakened again by someone stomping around getting the garbage out for pickup before 7AM. At least I didn't have to get up myself & do that chore.
This marks the beginning of week 2 of Andy's post-Ramp life. No further reports of being contacted by head hunters. He's still fiddling with his resume & waiting for final word on COBRA costs - fortunately Massachusetts has a program that will cover up to 80% of what COBRA doesn't once he applies for unemployment, so that's good.
A day free for tootling, toddling & stitching - no student showing up tonight. I might have to schlep out to a flute repair place in Porter Sq. area tomorrow just to put my mind at ease that the key that stuck down during a student's lesson on Sat. doesn't choose to do the same in the middle of the concert this Sat. As they say in Frogland, "on va voir."
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