Today I'm thankful for musical breaks. I cleaned house and got everything back in order this morning, and then I took a little break.
Something about playing an instrument always seems to lift my spirits.
I took piano lessons for YEARS, and pounded on these keys until they were worn slick and cracked with stress. They were a great escape for me when I was a teenager, and even still today.
Sometimes I get an almost unbearable urge to play a flute, a trombone or the drums again, but unfortunately the house isn't stocked with those particular instruments. (I was a band freak, sports jockette, and a science and math nerd. Pretty well rounded if I do say so myself. lol)
These days, when I sit down to play, I almost ALWAYS have little hands playing right beside me. So the escape isn't what it used to be, but it's still a joyful thing.