Thank God it's over...

Now I can finally breathe and get a really good rest... Concert's over - reasonably successful... yes, plenty of things went wrong but, hey... at least we pulled through and guess the kids learnt some.

Plunged... extravagantly, on a Grand... a C3... costed me more than an arm and a leg... now I'm poor, poor, poor...

A call came in a moment ago... for teaching of diploma - of course I agree. Somehow the mother managed to talk me into giving discount of sorts... sheesh... oh well, at least tht means more "ka-ching!" coming into the empty pocket I now own... actually... it does not even feel like a pocket...

Looks like it's really possible to leave the service... a few more calls of a similar nature... and I can call it quits - I think ;)