I found her name last night, thanks to a DuckDuckGo search. It’s Kacela, which is an African female name meaning hunter, and it fits her beautifully. I feel as though I found a friend.
I’m working on the plot twist that leads to Kacela’s fight with Cleanup (whose name is on the tip of my consciousness, but hasn’t yet revealed itself). I know how it goes; I just have to write out the details. I’ll be taking my tablet with me to my mid-morning appointment so I can tap out more of it.
I never mentioned my tablet here, did I? Last week a friend mentioned she was selling her Nook HD+ tablet, because she and touch screens don’t get along. I told her T and I wanted to upgrade our Nook Colors to HD+, because we wanted to be able to watch movies and use apps from the Google Play Store in addition to reading books. She offered me first dibs on hers, and I jumped at the offer. I am in love with the thing, and T is green with envy. Now, instead of using my smartphone in bed to play games or surf the web before I go to sleep, I use my tablet. I downloaded a text editor to it and took it with me to the handbell festival, so I could write during my down time. It’s far more convenient than carrying my MacBook Pro, and the touch screen keyboard is large enough that I don’t have any problem using it.
Our handbell festival this past weekend was a marvelous experience. Even in the midst of the chaos that is six 5-octave handbell choirs setting up and tearing down their equipment in a slightly overbooked venue, not to mention the various personalities that present themselves in any group that large, I stayed centered and calm and fully present in the moment. I was able to let the negatives roll off my back and absorb the positives. When I had time to myself during my commute to and from the church and in the 45 minutes between rehearsal on Sunday and the concert, I retreated into myself to re-center. I thoroughly enjoyed myself and felt very good about the role I played in making the event a success.
Our guest conductor, David Harris, is the director of the well-known Raleigh Ringers. He is an outstanding director, able to keep a mass handbell choir and other instrumentalists together even when one group gets out of sync. After the concert I shook his hand and told him it was an honor to ring under him. I also told him I had been seriously fangirling ever since I found out he was our guest conductor, because I watch their YouTube videos all the time. He was flattered and said he’d like the Raleigh Ringers to come to Riverside to perform. Our director told him whom to speak to about arranging that. I would be there, front and center, if they do. In fact, if they need help getting set up, I would be more than happy to lend my muscles to that cause.
A friend came to the concert with her husband and three kids (middle school aged, I believe), then found me afterwards to let me know they all were impressed with the music. I think she said it was the kids’ first exposure to handbells, and they were floored. “You’re helping to inspire the next generation,” she said. That made me feel good.
In a little while I have my first appointment with a doctor in my neighborhood whom I intend to be my primary care physician, provided I am comfortable with him and his office. I am a couple of years overdue for all of my annual exams, and the latest measles outbreak in NYC has me wondering if I need a measles booster. That fear is what got me to finally get off my behind and find a new doctor, which I should have done right after we moved at the end of 2012. I’m glad to finally have that ball rolling, and so are the friends who are concerned about me staying healthy.