Have no idea why I am still numbering these posts as the original purpose (getting me to write regularly) has fallen by the wayside.
Am writing today as I want to record - just in case it is of interest later - just when I started trying to learn classical guitar. A couple of weeks ago, at a garage sale, I bought a beat up (broken bridge with screws to hold it together) Valencia guitar for $50. It had steel strings so found a reasonable website devoted to teaching beginning acoustic guitar (justinguitar). After a few days and excruciatingly painful fingers, realized I didn't have any desire to learn blues or rock or jazz - that what I've always enjoyed is classical guitar - a cousin to the harp - my real but unattainable love. So off to the local music shop where I looked at $300 and $400 and $1000 guitars. Then I looked on ebay and found a beautiful (to me) Yamaha G-55 guitar for sale in Brunswick Heads. With nylon strings and good, to my uneducated ear - tone.
What is surprising is how much I am enjoying this. It's been 50 years since I read music while taking piano lessons - so that is as good as never knowing. Yet there is no pressure. My fingers get tangled, the tips of my fingers are sore - my mind hurts with trying to memorize things but because I can stay on the same 'page' virtually forever, it's enjoyable and oddly relaxing. A friend said when she was going through a particularly bad time learning the guitar helped her cope with the stress.
Another good thing is Richard. For a very long time now he wages war during the night, or attends parties with lots of conversation and laughter, or runs half marathons, or practices boxing. He wasn't sleeping a restful sleep and I wasn't sleeping much at all. Even bought a cheap single bed so I could have a place to crash after an unsuccessful night on the couch.
On a punt, reduced his Madobarb by a quarter of a tablet every four hours. Voila! He's sleeping through the night and I, although still coping with insomnia, am sleeping better too. He also said he feels 'lighter'. Know when the specialist increased his dosage Richard was affected badly, became 'lumpen', even sitting at an angle for minutes on end, or not moving at all during the night - fairly unresponsive during the day too.
It's only been this week but I notice he's been busy in the shed, doing odd jobs and generally exhibiting more energy - and interest - than he has for awhile. So life is good again. Sleep makes all the difference in the world. Even spurs one on to learn something completely new!
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