It was one of those long and winding days, waking up and on the phone while having a make-shift breakfast.
8 am – I thought there was enough time for my 9 am phone appointment with the policy expert in San Francisco.
Multi-tasking on the computer. iPhone.
Then an alert from my google-calendar — a conference call on sustainability. I had completely forgotten about it.
Headset – landline. Desktop. Brewing Hawaiian coffee. Multi-island conference-call and google doc. I was typing away. I wanted to leave by 10:45 am – but as usual, it got too late to be on time for yoga.
So I made a detour – and then made lunch at my mom’s. She wasn’t there but she left her freshly washed and picked greens on the counter for me. The pot that I thought was soup for the noodles I was making turned out to be freshly cooked sweet red bean dessert. I packed them for later.
I had to cancel my 1:30 pm appointment so I could be ready for the 2 pm. Several colleagues descended upon me at once. It was time for the electric vehicle exchange outside the new science building.
I had to empty my flash drive (or memory stick as they call it elsewhere) for the digital photography class. We had gone on a photo shoot last Saturday on the West Side — in quest of EV in paradise, or at least what it should be.
A voicemail from Kentucky. Who do I know there? I had completely overlooked his e-mail of 1st Feb!
Then I opened an e-mail from the State — an urgent request for me to read some extremely technical and legal document overnight and provide feedback.
By 4:30 pm I was spent.
I stayed another 30 minutes to get things printed for review tonight. Did I really want to do more work?
As I left campus, I reminded myself to always leave before it got dark — otherwise I’d feel resentful of giving my day away.
After dumping my mom’s plastics and newspaper at the recycling corner, I drove through the park and thought how best to spend the remaining sunset hours.
Did I want to read outside? Pick rucola from my little garden? Unpack the package from Boston?
In the end, I succumbed to my bed — completely exhausted from working around the clock these last 4 days.
But there was one more day left of this week.
Can I make it?
I had already prepared the test for my 14 piano students. I’m sure they will do well tomorrow afternoon. And then I’ll go through the Circle of Fifths and tell them about Catalyst String Quartet that will be visiting Maui on 27th February.
Before lunch, I will meet with the half-Dutch, half-Chinese host of the dinner party where I will play and talk about music for Chinese New Year of the Snake. A year ago I had researched the Year of the Dragon and the lyrics from the Song and Tang dynasties and presented a lecture/recital with a Chinese soprano. It was something I wanted to do again but simply too time-challenged this year to do one properly.
Will I have time to practise?
No. I have a 9 am meeting with my procurement officer on invoices, budgets, and travel requests.
At least I managed to swim laps in the outdoor pool and got some vitamin D in the tropical sun. That was my treat.