a full shop

For the first time in weeks all five of us were in the shop together. When I pulled up this morning I could hear Douglas playing the piano. Ah, 2012 is going to be okay. I told him how Rhys and I both missed hearing this sound for last three weeks. There is no better way to start your day working in a piano shop than hearing why we do all this work. While we all complain about how tedious, boring, repetitive and hard on your body piano work can be, we all were working away. And we seemed happy and relatively content. Now we did have fudge, macadamia nuts, and green chili peanut brittle to go with our usual espresso, but really it was the company.