I’ve mixed two songs today. That brings the finished song count for the 50 songs in 90 days challenge to 10. I guess it also means that, by RPM Challenge rules, I have a full album-in-a-month too. Nice.
This is one of the two. I kinda like it. I dipped my toes into a swing groove and it kinda almost works for me. The lead guitar playing isn’t too bad either. I don’t know why, but I seemed to have had a good day that day.
My last two check ins with my weight loss surgery surgeon included a lot of talk about low blood sugar incidents. What triggers it, how to fix it, what it feels like.
Just the other day I was thinking about that subject and how it feels like it’s been a long time since I’ve had a low blood sugar episode. I pondered, what is it that I am doing now that is preventing the issue that I wasn’t doing six months ago? Whatever it is, I am happy about it because going a long time without that particular side effect was making me happy.
Fast forward to today. I’m in the grocery store, grocery shopping and I started feeling a little foggy headed. My hands started shaking. I felt weak. Aw, damn it. I thought about it the other day and jinxed myself. My days-without-a-low-blood-sugar-incident streak is officially over.
I sat in the car and had something to eat and felt a little better. I still feel a little beat up but that’s not the point of this post. The point of this post is I jinxed myself and that makes me sad. Maybe I’ll work on some music to cheer myself up. That would be both fun and productive.
Insert the sound of giggling here.
I did some more car music today. I drove to a not-quite-as-empty-as-I-would-have-liked parking lot in town and sat in the car recording vocal tracks. I got through five songs. Every song in the 50 songs in 90 days pipeline that had lyrics but not vocals, now has vocals. Sweet.
Lily is not impressed with me at all.
Robin is so completely unimpressed that she barely acknowledges my existence.
Last night after work I added lyrics and melodies to three songs. I think that means I have some singing in the car to do today.
After that I mixed two songs. Eight songs finished, 42 to go.
Both songs are meh, but what can you do. Quantity over quality and stuff.
I have finished two new songs tonight. I don’t know if I want to post them here or not. I probably will eventually.
For now though, how about a cat?
The weekend is so close. Less than 11 minutes until my shift is over.
I have to go to my dad’s to help him with something tomorrow. I also need to go grocery shopping tomorrow. Other than that? My schedule is open and clear.
If only I had booked vacation days on Monday and Tuesday… and Wednesday… and Thursday and Friday. Naw, a normal two day weekend will be enough (insert maniacal laughter here).
Less than nine minutes to go now. So close you can feel it. So very close.
It’s almost noon on Friday. The weekend is so close I can feel it sitting just out of reach. So close you can almost touch it.
Music this weekend? Photos this weekend? Who the hell knows, but I can’t wait to find out. I am ready for the weekend, babie! Bring it to me!
Is doing the right thing overrated? Are priorities jerks?
Wednesday night I got a little less than six hours of sleep. I was really tired through most of the day on Thursday. I wanted to go to bed early last night but I ended up going to bed late. Fail. Then at about 3:30am I woke up with stomach pain. I have been doing a really shitty job over the last few days of eating three square meals. Three nights in a row I’ve had protein bars for dinner. It caught up to me. I was dealing with hunger pain a lot yesterday. I just couldn’t keep my stomach topped off for very long. I ate something before bed but it wasn’t enough and I was hurting when I woke up in the middle of the night. I had a little protein bar and felt better but I couldn’t fall back to sleep. It was annoying.
The end result? Less than five hours of sleep, and that includes over sleeping by about an hour. That lead to another question. Do I do my normal morning exercise and skip playing some guitar before work, or do I skip some or all of my exercise and play guitar. Ugh. I did the right thing. I did my exercise. I did not play guitar. I punched in to work at 8:50 with plenty of time to spare before the start of my shift, but I did not get any 50/90 challenge work done. No music for me.
Bummer. Maybe I’ll be able to sneak some work in tonight. Also, maybe I’ll have actual dinner tonight instead of just protein supplements. Not that there is anything wrong with that. I just don’t want to have hunger pains today. Let’s do the right thing, m’kay?
Making time to work on this thing before work in the morning is really making this wackiness seem a little easier. Well, easier is probably the wrong word. More manageable might be a more accurate description.
Day 22 (yesterday) saw rhythm guitars added to two songs and leads added to two other songs. I also added one more song idea with MIDI bass and drums complete. That brings the total song idea count up to 26.
I forgot to do my once per week (on Thursdays, in theory at least) count of songs that are in each of the Trello buckets I use to keep track of everything. I’ll do it now because… I don’t know.
Doing the math? It adds up to 26. On to week four.
They don’t understand that they can’t fit on the top of the cat tree together anymore. They are both all grown up now.
