One week from today is our annual neighborhood 4th of July Parade.
I've been so busy that I haven't yet found anyone to sing the Star-Spangled Banner at our flag ceremony...so I guess the task falls to me. I figured I'd better get my trumpet out and figure out the notes, so I can actually play it. (I had to write out the notes, because my music from high school doesn't have the melody in one section.)
I have avoided doing it myself during previous parades, because I already have a lot of details to worry about and coordinate...but this year, I have no choice. Also I feel like I have to re-memorize it, because playing with music in my hand just feels wrong. I prefer to have the music originate from somewhere inside of me instead of from a piece of paper.
I also feel pressure to play it perfectly, because...it is the Star-spangled Banner after all. I can tell by the way that I am feeling that today is probably not the day to require perfection of myself...but perfectionism is my weakness...truly. I try to keep it in check, but sometimes it gets away from me...