I’ve always struggled with Michaelmas. It’s Nick’s birthday, Michael’s nameday, and a festival in and of itself. It feels especially difficult this year.
So many people have used the pandemic lockdown to be productive– sourdough bread and COVID gardens and hiking and binge-watching that Tiger thing on Netflix. I’ve been using it to work and parent. That’s… pretty much it. Before March, I had three and a half jobs– I teach Kindermusik, voice, piano, and some theater at music studio, and then I had two teaching artists gigs with two local non-profits. My half-job was a job teaching afterschool science, which I was slowly phasing out. I’ve been trying to do more private teaching, and it just wasn’t fitting well with afterschool teaching. Then the pandemic came. All my lessons moved online. My private lessons increased, but my group classes haven’t been filling. And my two non-profit jobs blinked out altogether, at least for now, which makes me sad, because I truly believe in both them.