The latest:
I contacted the company that made my harp. To repair the damage will cost $2,000 PLUS shipping to and from Chicago. Unfortunatly, the harp won't be valued at much more than the repair will cost if the repairs are done.
I can't seem to let this go, and below is proof that I'm ready to try any avenue I can think of to try and raise enough money to get a harp. Jon and I simply don't have the money. I can't get a job for a least another 2-8 months (our current rent is based on our income and the church would have to pay more if I worked). So, anyway, I realized that if ALL of my friends of facebook donated $5 to my cause, I would be able to get a harp. Now I know that not everyone will give, but my hope is because that is such a low amount, some people may be very generous and give more. I'm not sure if I'll make my goal, but please rest assured that if anyone gives to my cause, that money will go ONLY toward to purchase of a harp.
Please find below where you can donate money online.
Friday, October 30, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Sadness
A parishioner recently said "We've got to get you a harp!". That is not a possibility, nor do I want the church to buy a harp (there are much more important things to spend money on there and I want to own my own). But, that combined with starting to play around on a piano at church and practicing with the choir, has sparked my music bug. My thought for a few years now was to sell my harp and buy a smaller one. I love folk harps, the way they sound, feel, ease of transportation. I hate playing big concert harps. While was in college it didn't make sense to bring my harp up to the North Shore; I really didn't have time to practice. Then when I graduated I moved into a postage stamp sized apartment (seriously) and then to a little bigger one, but neither could house my harp. So, it remained at my mom's house. Protected under its cover.
Back to current time: I decided that it could actually work to try to do what I wanted, sell my old one and get a new one. I even found a perfect new one; technically a used one-so even better price. In fact, for a harp, incredible price ($1,100-concert harps can go for tens of thousands of $; a new one of the kind I have goes for about $5,000). I knew there was a small crack in the soundboard of my harp. I decided to take a look at it again and see how it was yesterday when we were at my mom's. At first, I thought "Oh wow. It's not as bad as I remember, in fact, I don't even see the crack." Then, on the other side:Yikes. I barely know what to think now. I see my dream of having a harp again just fly out the window. I literally cried over this. I feel stupid. I don't need this. It is an inanimate object. Though I can't deny that it has been a good friend since I was 8.
Ravenna 26 (full levers, case) Ash/Black (S/N 11211)
This is the one I want. (Oh yeah, and it's IN Salem, MA)
This is mine. See where the strings come down into the soundboard? See that lighter piece of wood pulling away from the darker? It's bellowed up and out of the soundboard.
Sniff.
Back to current time: I decided that it could actually work to try to do what I wanted, sell my old one and get a new one. I even found a perfect new one; technically a used one-so even better price. In fact, for a harp, incredible price ($1,100-concert harps can go for tens of thousands of $; a new one of the kind I have goes for about $5,000). I knew there was a small crack in the soundboard of my harp. I decided to take a look at it again and see how it was yesterday when we were at my mom's. At first, I thought "Oh wow. It's not as bad as I remember, in fact, I don't even see the crack." Then, on the other side:Yikes. I barely know what to think now. I see my dream of having a harp again just fly out the window. I literally cried over this. I feel stupid. I don't need this. It is an inanimate object. Though I can't deny that it has been a good friend since I was 8.
Ravenna 26 (full levers, case) Ash/Black (S/N 11211)
This is the one I want. (Oh yeah, and it's IN Salem, MA)
This is mine. See where the strings come down into the soundboard? See that lighter piece of wood pulling away from the darker? It's bellowed up and out of the soundboard.
Sniff.
Friday, October 23, 2009
Victory
In different times of my life "Victory" has meant many different things.
Doing a crossover on the ice for the first time.
Studying a complex piece of music so diligently for many months to have someone hear me play and not see me and then say "Oh, I thought you were listening to the CD".
My final presentation of my final class after 5 long and trying years of college.
In a way, being at our hotel on New Year's Eve 2005, eating and drinking champagne with my best friend, my husband after months of planning and executing our wedding day.
10 months of growing something from the size of something you can only see under a microscope to the size of our cat.
And now...finding a shoe.
Yes, yes, you read that right. I have been searching for DAYS now for a little shoe. Fortunately, they were numbered, so I knew I wasn't finding the lost one thinking that it was the one whose location I knew. Confused...let me shoe you. (Ok, so...I that was a total typo, I didn't mean to write "shoe" instead of "show", but it works so I'm leaving it)
Doing a crossover on the ice for the first time.
Studying a complex piece of music so diligently for many months to have someone hear me play and not see me and then say "Oh, I thought you were listening to the CD".
My final presentation of my final class after 5 long and trying years of college.
In a way, being at our hotel on New Year's Eve 2005, eating and drinking champagne with my best friend, my husband after months of planning and executing our wedding day.
10 months of growing something from the size of something you can only see under a microscope to the size of our cat.
And now...finding a shoe.
Yes, yes, you read that right. I have been searching for DAYS now for a little shoe. Fortunately, they were numbered, so I knew I wasn't finding the lost one thinking that it was the one whose location I knew. Confused...let me shoe you. (Ok, so...I that was a total typo, I didn't mean to write "shoe" instead of "show", but it works so I'm leaving it)
Friday, October 9, 2009
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Can I just go to bed and try again next week?
Seriously?
The sentiment for the week: "We know we must be doing something right, 'cuse the devil's mad!"
What happened to September?
Next week...my baby is going to be 1 !!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh boy...time to go back to work...
The sentiment for the week: "We know we must be doing something right, 'cuse the devil's mad!"
What happened to September?
Next week...my baby is going to be 1 !!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh boy...time to go back to work...
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