Pasithea

Well. It's been an expensive weekend.

Yesterday we drove up to the city and got Stacey some new shoes for hiking because her current boots were falling apart. Kinda funny. She is usually so 'in and out as fast as possible' about shopping but not when it comes to shoes. With shoes she's very very fussy. So we went to Niketown and she spent about three hours trying on shoes before deciding on what she really likes for hiking together. :)

After Niketown, we made a stop for me at Good Vibrations. :} Urm. Well. That's all I needta say about that.

So... Last night after getting home and 'testing out the merchandise' as it were I got some wild urge to play the guitar and played for about two hours. Stacey has been nudging me to play ever since I was trying to write my own music for 'Free as a Bird' a few months ago. Anyhow, with a little serious practice type playing, I remembered why I'd stopped playing this particular guitar (aside from the fact that my ex hated it).... I guess I'd been shy about playing because of Chris. It's amazing how much stuff that guy ruined for me. Sometimes I haveta remind myself that Stacey is NOT Chris.

Quite the contrary. My really bad playing seems to make her very moony and... Goddess I miss playing music. Those two hours last night reawakened some part of me I'd lost. So... The guitar I have is... Well. Lets say it says 'Made in Korea' on it and has no brand name. It's 3/4 size with a floating bridge and the action is too high. The sound (surprisingly) isn't too bad for a guitar that I got for $20 at a pawn shop a decade ago but... Well. I had kept thinking I wanted something more even back then. I'd got that guitar with the thought that if I didn't learn to play I wasn't really out much. I have more money nowdays and I realized I really did want something better.

So.. Today I drove around and tried out about a half dozen guitars. Settled on a Fender DS-20S acoustic. I came home and played my new guitar for close to five hours. It's MUCH easier on my fingers but they were already bruised from the night before. And the sound... Wow... The sound was what sold me on this guitar. I'd found on guitar that I liked the sound reasonably well and it was very affordable (used Yamaha) but I drove to a couple more shops and looked, then came back to get the Yamaha. Since the sales guy was busy I poked around a little more while waiting and was drawn to this guitar and tried it.

Funny. I'm terrible at the guitar and even if I practice like I have the past couple of days it'll be months before I'm good enough that I dare let anyone else listen and yet I feel really happy about it. I'd forgot how much peace and happiness music brought me.

I used to love playing my flute until I got hit by the drunk driver and my face was smashed and I couldn't play anymore. So I tried to learn guitar because I missed music and then my boyfriend drove me from that as well. Stacey lays on the bed and smiles at me, reading her book while I play. Life is good.