The work day has been a long one. There was no night duty for today, but I only left my office at 8.40 p.m. Is that a demonstration of the plight of a social worker who has so much work to do that she cannot leave office even when it has passed the official time to knock off?
Anyway, I stayed back on my own accord. There were indeed loads of work to be attended to. Since I have no concert to catch this evening, I figured I could just stay in office and enjoy the tranquility of being alone in office to do work. Cleared some work, and that brings some relief to an overwhelmed lady. At least by the time I left office, I did not have a heavy mind. I guess I managed to know when to stop for the day before my mind goes into explosion.
On the way home, I realised I have been missing time with my dear double bass, otherwise affectionately known as "my husband".
Today, when I got home, there were still some work at the construction site, but it was not as noisy as yesterday.
After settling down at home and washing up, it was about 10 p.m. when I decided to spend time practising on the double bass. I am falling short of time. With work taking much time, the construction site affecting my practice schedules, and my need to slow down to rest, I have been spending less time practising than I had been doing about two months ago.
When I was practising, I felt I was in the "laps of the double bass". Somehow it felt comforting. The consoling part was when he still did not sound too bad despite my spending time with him. But I know the more I spend quality time with him in the world of practising, the more "he" would be likely to produce beautiful tone and music to please my ears. If there were to be a time that I do not spend enough quality time with him, I fear he may just be unable to partner with me to make beautiful music. By then, I have to take the responsibility of not spending enough practise time with him.
Since it was getting dark to practise after 10 p.m., I chose to use a practise-mute halfway the session. It damped his tone, but allowed me to spend a little more time with him without bringing too much irritation to my neighbours. I love his resonating sound and vibration.
So I spent about 40 minutes in his lap playing He Zhan-hao and Chen Gang's Butterfly Lovers and also selected passages from the fourth movement of Tchaikovsky's Fifth Symphony.
He brings me comfort and confidence that I would still make a good partner to him afterall. If I have over-personify him, it is because he is to me more a friend than an instrument.
6 comments:
sigh.. i am so happy for you, to have found such a good companion and friend in your husband, the double-bass.
i wish i could turn my piano from a her into a him too. but then, would she be confused? and again, why was she a she to begin with? hmm.. i should have thought of her as a him from the start! then perhaps i would have enjoyed greater moments with him, than her?!!
PY, i understand from purple u have a picture of your hubby somewhere, can u show me the url? i taken some pictures of my "xiao bai lian" , have not put it up yet..
I imagine all the paperwork involed with social work is incredibly burdensome I have no patience with it. I'm glad you finally got in some quality time with your double-bass. I know you've been missing him.
it would be nice to have a him whom i can mute anytime i want... just kidding :p
u feel a close connection with your 'him' n tat's wonderful :)
Hi Mistipurple: I don't know what to say, but I suppose it is easier for instruments to change their gender??
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Cat: Here's proudly presenting the photo of my hubby: http://oceanskies79.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-double-bass.html
I have a "boyfriend"....the double bass which I use in the orchestra. But I don't have a full picture of it.
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Lora: Hi Lora. Yes, I am missing him.
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Pinkie: Thank you for visiting. I would rather not mute my instrument if I could. But I guess it is nice to have that choice. =)
Yes certainly have a close connection with him especially this year.
Oh, he's quite handsome!
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