Things I Don't Need Right Now

Ok, there are many things I don't need right now. And overall, things are ok. Maeve has hit the 48 hour mark with no recurrence, her original fever is gone, and she is back to her old self. Mike is taking the coming week off from work and we have lots of tasty food coming into the house via neighbors and parishioners. I'm recovering from my fall--still on pain medication round the clock, but my back is back in the right spots and the tailbone seems unbroken. So it'll all be ok.

Then the piano teacher called this afternoon. She's kind of flaky--shows up late, or calls the morning of a lesson to tell us she isn't coming, and so on. She last came to my house on January 3. I told her not to worry about the 24th, since it was my first day home from the hospital, but I fully expected the other Saturdays to have piano, or at least make up days during the week, since I paid her for 4 lessons this month and she said make up days would be "no problem."

No problem.

She called today to tell me that she has to go to the doctor tomorrow to get a prescription refilled, which is legitimate considering two snow days this week and all that. I told her we were going to have to move to a weekday afternoon instead of a Saturday morning--we used to do Thursday afternoons and switched for her convenience, supposedly only for the month of November for whatever reason. She told me she'd check her calendar and get back to me. Monday.

She is our second piano teacher. We would still be with Sanja except that when we started with her, we were homeschooling and met on a Tuesday morning. When Sophia started full time school this fall, we couldn't fit into her schedule. Which sucked.

I should have gone with someone I knew or someone recommended. But I'd found Sanja on Craig's List and this woman's ad was impressive--the right degrees, the right experience. She wasn't flaky until early October when she asked me for an advance (which she worked off that month). I should have taken that as a red flag, but Sophia liked her...then, the recital, Sophia did a song that she could have done last December. Seriously. Sanja had her so much further along.

I need to fire her. I need to fire her Monday when she calls. This sucks. I hate doing stuff like this. I think I'm going to use new baby as part of the reason: "We're just suddenly really busy and I think we'll take the rest of the semester off, maybe see where she is this summer..."

This sucks.

Anybody know a good piano teacher?