Choir Rehearsals and Whining ('Cause I'm Sure You Wanna Listen to That...)

So, I had soprano sectional today.

It was nice.

We made some improvement, I think. And we also got to sit around Andrea's dining room table having croissants and tea. :-)

All to the good.


I quite like most of my choir-mates. We have a good time together.


(Are you sensing the 'but' lurking at the end of that sentence?)


Yes, there is one.


I don't get Andrea.

By which I mean "I get her completely, and she drives me a bit nuts because of it".


Andrea is rather like my husband, in that she's competitive and fiercely goal-driven.
She's rather UNlike my husband, however, in that she seems to be one of those folks who runs of frazzle - as in, if things aren't always low-level-going-wrong, she's not happy. She has to be tense or things are working right.
As such, she has a very confrontational manner... Like she's always fed-up with Something (whatever that happens to be). It makes it very hard for me to make small-talk with her, especially when I'm one of those people who shrivels up and hides at the first sign of conflict.


Anyway. She was complaining about how not everyone in the choir is in it for the winning of competitions, the way she is.
Which, frankly, makes me want to give her smack upside the head, to be perfectly honest. Like... Get Over Yourself. <*sigh*> Because, for a lot (if not all) the rest of us, the choir is a fun thing to do. It's pretty, challenging material that we get to sing with people who are as talented and skilled as we are, and who are roughly in the same age-bracket.
One of us brings her baby daughter (second of two) to choir every week.
One of us has five boys under the age of 15, and the choir is her one time a week (or, more specifically, every *two* weeks) when she gets some time to herself to do something she enjoys.
Some of us (okay, most of us) can't make it to every rehearsal.

<*sigh*>

She's a strong singer, and a hell of an organizer, but I can't help wondering if she'd be happier doing something like the Opera Lyra chorus, or something -- which would be equally challenging material, but would also come with performances and deadlines and suchlike, which would probably tickle her pink.
Anyway.
That's just my whiny, whiny thoughts on the subject. :-)


I'm going to go and have a nice, hot bath (with vanilla bubble bath, I think), now ('cause I'm feeling sore and cranky).


In random other news: Paul has made an Excel program which randomly generates characters. Including an enneagram (sp) number to give one a clue as to the character's personality type.
It's interesting and fun. (Not overly useful to *me*, per seh, but still fun. :-)
He's now working on a random-plot-generator.
:-)
I suggested that he sign up for Nano, and do it all by random-generation-programs.
He said "I'll think about it". ;-)


- TTFN,
- Amazon. :-)