Earlier this week, I bought a guitar from a co-worker. 🎸
It wasn't an impulse buy. It's been on the bucket list forever and the chance fell into my lap.
I've always wanted to learn to play. I figure 40+ years was long enough of a wait.
It's an expensive guitar, but she sold it to me for a song. No pun intended. 😀
It's a "Keith Urban" and came with a set of teaching CD's, case and a buncha cool stuff.
Last nite I practiced for an hour. It's hard work getting your fingers just right on the frets. MAJOR finger practicing is in order.
After an hour, I was frustrated but I know it'll take time.
It's not like I'm going on tour next week.
It felt so liberating to buy it on the spot. One of the perks of employment.
The Sig.Other wasn't impressed at all. I'm not sure if it was because I didn't mention it to him first or what, but whatever ails him is not my problem.
In the meanwhile, I'm working on becoming the next Nancy to Ann Wilson's "Heart" and banging out "Crazy For You."
A 'girl' guitar player.
Hellz yeah. 😎😎😎
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