So, it's midnight.
I'm not in bed. (Don't get mad, Mom.)
I've been "Facebooking." Normally, I'm not much of a "Facebooker," but Hilary's husband added me recently and I noticed he'd joined a BYU School of Music Alumni group. So I joined it. And found like a million friends. And now I'm obsessed.
I've been feeling a little down (jealous) because so many of them are doing such great things with their music careers. I just can't help but wonder what might have happened had I chosen a different route. But then, I realize that most of them that are doing amazing things are single. And then I think that I'm so glad I chose the route I did. I can't imagine giving up a wonderful husband and three fabulous children just so that I could have sung at a bigger venue.
One of my voice teachers once expressed some frustration about all of us girls at BYU getting our vocal performance degrees just so we could go be moms. Back then I had more ambition (and hadn't met Joel and wasn't dating anyone), so I thought that I would make a bigger career out of it. But then, that wasn't what happened, was it? And even if I use my skills a lot more than other graduates, sometimes I feel a little gypped.
On the other hand, I look back at what that teacher said to me and think that it doesn't matter. Even if I never did anything with my degree except sing to my children (and they generally hate it when I do anyway), and at church here and there, it would be worth it.
Anywho, just a little late night pondering/venting/rambling.
Thanks for listening.
ETA: Just wanted to clarify that the title of this post refers to all the time I have wasted on Facebook, and not that I think I don't have a life right now just because I'm not singing at the Met. :)