Argh. Looked up the symphony program tonight, looked good, walked up (in wind and cold rain) and bought tickets. The pre-concert lecture was bewildering. We were seeing Debussy and why was it on Strauss and Mozart? Because I looked up the concert for the last day of March is why.

I sold my folding bicycle. I bought this with the idea that I would use it to run errands in the city. A couple of things got in the way: 1) multiple hip and knee surgeries so pain and weakness before and recovery afterward 2) we travel a lot so I never got in the habit 3) riding a bike in the city scares the s**t out of me 4) we have Divvy bikes now so I don't have to worry about locking up a bike -- and they are big and solid. I've been thinking about what to do -- loved  the idea of the bike -- but the process to sell it was daunting. And then a friend asked about it and I sold it to her. She got a really good deal, financially. I got a good deal too. I got some money back, it went to a good home, and I don't have to look at it and feel guilty.

At the symphony tonight, two rows ahead, were 2 women and an older woman. I noticed them during the Alpine Symphony because the two people behind them moved over right in front of me. The two younger women were trying to keep the older woman from talking by whispering "Don't talk" in her ear, making the "shhhh" motion, and putting their hands in front of her lips. Yes, distracting. I made an effort not to watch. Thoughts: how nice to bring her to the symphony (and those weren't cheap seats) but I wonder if the two younger women heard a note of the symphony. I imagine they were waiting for the last note the whole time.