The End
Yeah, itβs almost the end of the week. It makes me happy. It hasnβt been as rough as the previous week but rough enough miles and timewise.
Weβve had a couple of cases of Covid in the marching band and it has cut back on the number of members who are able to perform. It’s not looking too good for the rest of the season.
I hate it for the kids, but itβs better to be safe than sorry. But I have some ideas about all of this.
I stopped in at a local place today to get my oil changed and my tires rotated. Thirty minutes, tops.
I asked them to check the brakes while I was there because I was getting a little squeal out of the driver-side front. An hour and a half later, I had new brakes as well.
And thatβs OK because itβs money well spent. Itβs a necessity. You have to take care of your vehicle.
Stopping and slowing down are wildly popular with me.
And thatβs it, band is over for the year. Too many kids are quarantined or have Covid. And I hate it but I’m sure the sick ones will be fine. I have faith in that.
I hate it for all of them as far as competitions and marching band go. It’s a messed up situation.
They’ve done so very well this year. They’ve put their hearts into it. But them’s the breaks sometimes.
I have an idea I want to run by the band director. Maybe he’ll bite. My wife and kids kike the idea.
That’s it. That’s the post.
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