I have always found a bit of amusement when folks get so excited over the weekend’s approach. I have never really had a true weekend as a musician, an educator, and when the sons were home, a dad. I have always worked or had career-associated events on the weekends.

This weekend is no different and is especially busy. I will be at The Victoria, tonight, and all day tomorrow, with each evening’s events finishing by 11:30 PM. I am already tired and eager for my Sunday morning to sleep some more after feeding and pottying the pooches. I will teach Sunday afternoon and evening, but I am ready for those naps.

Happy weekend to those who need it and celebrate its restfulness.

Make it a great day!

Fatigue

Amy Lowell  1874 – 1925

Stupefy my heart to every day’s monotony,

Seal up my eyes, I would not look so far,

Chasten my steps to peaceful regularity,

Bow down my head lest I behold a star.

Fill my days with work, a thousand calm necessities

Leaving no moment to consecrate to hope,

Girdle my thoughts within the dull circumferences

Of facts which form the actual in one short hour’s scope.

 Give me dreamless sleep, and loose night’s power over me,

 Shut my ears to sounds only tumultuous then,

 Bid Fancy slumber, and steal away its potency,

 Or Nature wakes and strives to live again.

Let each day pass, well ordered in its usefulness,

Unlit by sunshine, unscarred by storm;

Dower me with strength and curb all foolish eagerness —

The law exacts obedience. Instruct, I will conform.