My wife bought me a guitar over a decade ago because I wanted to learn. I haven’t  strummed more than a few notes on it. I’ve always regretted never learning an instrument as a child.

The other day when I was cleaning out our basement. I saw my guitar sitting in it’s case in the corner. I took it out and strummed a few cords. It felt like something I needed to add to my life. 

I’m like most people I love music. I love singing. I’m probably an awful singer but I don’t care. I’m always singing around the house. I’ve never been in a band. I’ve never had any training but it doesn’t matter. It makes me feel good.

As a child, my grandmother was always singing. She’d sing all day long. She’d sing so much that everyone called her,  birdie or Shirley Bird. It’s were I get it from. 

My wife used to, probably still, gets a little annoyed because I’m so cheerful and singing in the morning. On the weekends, I’ll usually wake up, turn on some music to a way to happy channel, and start singing and dancing while I make breakfast.

Before we had kids, most people would probably think this is weird but now that we have children it’s called being a good father.

All this is to say that music is a big part of my life and I don’t even know how to make any. It’s the same reason I learned to code. I wanted to know how to create the technology that runs out life.

This is going to be a difficult goal to complete. I have young kids and the only time to practice is after they go to be but then I’m trying to practice and not waking them up. In our house it’s not that easy. Maybe I’ll need to have to try to soundproof part of my house.

If I can get into the daily habit or weekly habit of practicing than maybe later in the year I’ll try to take some lessons.

This is the I’m finally going to be able to play my decade old guitar.