Spring has finally come around in Chicago, and not a moment too soon. I was a little worried that suicidal thoughts were starting to creep into people’s brains after the lengthy — and painful — winter we’ve had. I swear if one more flake of snow touched the ground around here, the collective city and metropolitan area was going to up and leave for warmer climes.
Granted, most of my wonderful spring interlude was spent indoors. I had two shows with the Chicago Gay Men’s Chorus on Saturday, which required me to stand under artificial lights for a few hours instead of enjoying the natural light outdoors– but it was worth it in the end. I did get some time to get outside between shows, and I basked in the warm sunshine as much as I could.
With this show closing, I am faced with a bit of a dilemma. I was recently elected to the chorus’s Membership Council, but I really, really, REALLY want to take the next show off. Anytime I do that I feel a twinge of guilt because I feel like I’m missing out on something. But the time off is always welcomed, especially when spring and summer roll around. So I need to really figure out what I want to do, and when and if anything interferes with rehearsal. If it does, I’ll cut chorus out for the rest of the year.
Til then, I’m going to enjoy the sunshine, the birds chirping, the grass turning green, and the leaves blooming. And I’ll be sure to keep a bottle of nasal spray nearby, because my allergies will be sure to follow.