Too Much To Do?

Every now and then I feel that I'm in the land of Too Much To Do. But I decided to vacation here--it's part of how I am.

I have a midterm next week in music history, and the professor handed out a study guide for the test: diagram and explain the three sonata forms discussed in class, then three essays outlining the development of Italian opera, keyboard music, and symphonic music.

I will have 50 minutes to do this, so I am trying to boil it all down to the essentials: a 5-minute speed-writing challenge and three 15-minute essays. We've just covered too much material. And he has specifically asked us to include particular details. Wow.

On top of a listening quiz on Monday that he announced yesterday. And the course's major paper is due in two weeks. And my other course requires a paper that is fully half of my grade. And I haven't had time to start reading the research for that paper, yet. One thing at a time.

And I need to be practicing at least 2 hours each day in preparation for my audition in May.

And I haven't even mentioned grandmother's new health issues that are needing more time/attention, teaching and planning for 30 private piano/theory students, preparing for and teaching/leading a community group, and running Near The Cross.

I listed those quickly and in no particular order of priority. If y'all can see clearly how I should prioritize them, then I could see more clearly which I could cut out. First thought is to cut out the classes at UGa b/c that is the least-important thing on my plate.

Wait! Hark and alas! What is that sound I hear, so faint and so far away? No! No! It is not far away, but it is very near, the sweet yet doleful sound of the world's smallest violins playing a lament for me.

How effing nice.