Last Thursday I came home from work and there was a piano in our front hallway. Due to our connections with the piano technician at UT Austin, we were able to buy a well loved (i.e. super used) piano from UT for a very reasonable price. I didn't really care one way or the other if we got a piano, but Bob seems to think that a person isn't really an adult if they don't have a piano in their house. Fortunately, I was able talk him into getting an upright. The folks at UT were trying to unload a couple of baby grands, but given the fact that neither of us can really play the piano, an upright seemed like the logical choice. It's in pretty good condition considering that it's been in a practice room for the last fifty years or so. My plan is to try to learn the piano accompaniments to Suzuki Book 1 so I can play along with students in lessons. I tried Twinkle today and despite the fact that I could play it on the violin when I was 4, it's kind of tricky on the piano.
Our piano in its old home at UT.
In our now complete music room. Yes, that is a jar of sock yarn odds and ends atop the piano. I think it looks nice there.