music, therapy, and me

There are some things that I am convinced I will never finish up, and one of those things is my therapeutic music experience (TME) database. I think the lack of completion of this project is a good thing since it means that I am constantly finding and developing new TMEs to use with my clients. It also means that there is always more work to be done. Always more work. I recently updated my TME file to include the TMEs that I had my intern complete as part of the assignments of the internship program. All I have finished, at this point, is the list of the TMEs that the intern wrote up and the intern's name as author. I still have to go through each of the files, change the author (if necessary), update the purpose statement of each TME, and then link it to the correct folder so future me (and future interns) can click the title and find the complete TME. The other task that I am undergoing this semester is updating the TME database to reflect the files that are in the TME file itsel...

Five more days. Three and a half days of therapy left before the end of the regular school year. I have a suspicion that the last, inservice day will be a "work from home" type of day, so possibly only four more days of commuting to my workplace. My plans for this week are to do some leisure discussions and light songwriting with a possible dance party for those that are up to it. We seem to have a stomach something going around, so there may not be many folks interested in dancing. We will see if anyone wants to dance - they may just want to do some entrainment work and relax. This will probably be the longest week of this year so far. It usually is. There is something about anticipation that makes psychological time shift and warp and just become surreal in all sorts of ways. It makes me think about Dali's clock painting . I just learned that particular painting is called "The Persistence of Memory" and was painted in 1931. Learn something new everyday, right?...

Boy, howdy, this has been quite a year! I am sitting in the darkness and quiet of my home, looking at the glow of the Christmas lights and trying really hard not to think that I see my dear one walking down the hall to see if I've filled her food bowl yet, reflecting on the year that is almost over now. I am not holding out lots of hope that 2021 will be better, but at least 2020 will be over. I remember how many people were stating that 2020 was going to be so much better than 2019. I have several reminders of that prediction on my social media feeds this morning from friends far and near. Everyone was looking forward to the start of the Roaring 20's, 21st Century style, and the year definitely looked like it was going to be lots of fun for me! I made all sorts of daring plans for my future and was stepping out into ways of interacting that I had never even dreamed of before. I was ready and looking forward to challenges! Then came March 13th. One of the bad things about havin...

It is raining today - not a quiet, steady, and soaking type of rain but a heavy, washing away type of rain. It has been a long time since we had some rain, so I am welcoming the cooler weather and the water that is coming down. Crops are in, so this will help wash the dust from the air and make things a bit more clear.  I went to work yesterday and walked on the convenient sidewalk that was between my preferred parking lot and the main building. When I went outside for bus duty at the end of the day, the sidewalk had been replaced with a gaping hole and a bulldozer. Apparently, administration decided that the sidewalk had to go, so I have to remember to park elsewhere today - especially since the gaping hole will probably be a mud pit by the time I get there today. The gaping hole is supposed to alleviate the flooding problem that the property has had since I've been there (25 years), but I am skeptical since it hasn't been fixed in those 25 years even with all the tinkering th...