I can't sing. I didn't realize just how much I do sing, until making the attempt caused my throat glands to swell into crab apple sized lumps under my chin. I found out I sing all the time: in the car along with the radio, around the house while cleaning, to my cds, it's pretty much a constant thing, and I miss it.
I bring this up because I'm off to choir practice, where I will sit and 'silently rehearse'; I'd normally just give in and not go, but we won't have much time to practice next week, since the bishop is coming early.
... and I need more sleep.
I hope you all are doing wonderfully!
