I want to learn to play the cello. So I say right now.
In the past year, I have changed from wanting to play the bass guitar to the bass, accordion, trombone, drums, and violin. And, now it is the cello. The Husband says settle on one already. Easy for him to say. He can play the trombone. He can read music. He can sing on key.
Me? I can read the C-scale, specifically the first five notes C-D-E-F-G.
The first time I sang along with the Husband during our courting days, more than 18 years ago, he told me I was off-key. After another song or two, he said, "You're tone deaf."
Huh? What? That was news to me and I'd been singing 40 years by then. But, it did suddenly make sense why the elementary school chorus teacher didn't let me join the group and I couldn't for the life of me tune my guitar when I was an angsty teenager.
Fortunately for the Husband, I haven''t let that imperfection keep me from singing when I feel like it. He has even said my singing has improved over the years. I'm sure that wasn't in my dream when he said it.
So, should I learn to play the cello? Or, should I just be content eating jello as I listen to the amazing 2CELLOS?
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