Week 12 - Universe says, "So you think you're going to record film music tomorrow? Hold my beer!"

My first recording session was last Friday and I swear the universe was testing my resolve. 

Here is how Thursday went

• Arrive at school an hour early to re-re-re-reverify that my parts are ready to print
• Turn on computer, turn on printer, fire up Finale and open my project
• Me: 'Command P' 
• Finale: "It looks like you want to print a score, or parts or both. Do you want to print the score?"
• Me: "Yes, please, 4 copies"
• Printer: Spits out 4 copies of the score
• Me: 'Command P'
• Finale: "It looks like you want to print a score, or parts or both. Do you want to print the parts?"
• Me: "Yes, please"
• Finale: "No - Let's print the score again"
• Me: ? - "Um, no, parts please." - 'Command P'
• Finale: "It looks like you want to print a score, or parts or both. Do you want to print the score?"
• Me: "Um, no, I already have scores, I need parts now"
• Finale: "Parts are no longer an option, but we can print more copies of the score if you like"
• Me: "UGH!" Restart computer, restrart printer, restart Finale
• Me: 'Command P'
• Finale: "It looks like you are trying to print a score, or parts, or both, except, parts are no longer an option. Would you like to print more copies of the score?"
• Me: "WTF?!" Starting to get just a little annoyed.

Over the course of the next hour Sammy, Jason and myself troubleshoot, and reboot, and transfer files, and use other computers, and swear a lot

• Me: 'Command P'
• Finale: "It looks like you are trying to print a score, or parts, or both, except, parts are no longer an option. Would you like to print more copies of the score?"
• Me: "FUCK!"
• Sammy: "Well shit! Let's try extracting the parts individually and printing them one at a time." Works magic and mojo, extracts parts for me.
• Me: 'Command P'
• Finale: "It looks like you are trying to print an individual part"
• Me: "YES!!"

After much hardship and swearing, I have score and parts for the session with an hour to spare before the cutoff. 

• Me: "Hey Matthew, can I catch a ride with you to the studio tomorrow?"
• Matthew: "No problem, I'll be at the school at 8:15"
• Me: Plans on catching the train an hour earlier than usual to make sure I am there on time...

Here is how Friday went

• Me: No longer able to sleep, jumps out of bed at 4:45. Makes tea, checks, double checks, triple checks I have everything I need for the session....and my tea. Jennetta wakes up at 5:45 to drive me to station (She's too good to me!)
• Pull into Puyallup station at 6:10 for 6:15 train.
• 6:12 - over PA: "Ladies and gentlemen, the 6:15 northbound train has been canceled, the next train will arrive at 6:30"
• Me: Shudders
• 6:32 - over PA: "Ladies and gentlemen, the 6:30 train will now arrive at 6:55"
• Me: Fumes - Texts Matthew letting him know I will no longer be at the school on time and he should go without me.
• 7:03 - The 6:30 train pulls in to the station and I get on. Spend the next 30 minutes checking bus and light rail schedules to find one that I can catch at King Street and ride to Capital Hill. Cannot decipher online schedules, pulls up Apple Maps. Studio is 2.5 miles from King Street Station, I need to be to the studio at 9:00, (It is currently 8:07) - I'd have to hustle but I could walk it, in the cold and misty rain, with 30 pounds in my satchel. 
• Me: Ponders - pulls out phone - 'Click - Lyft' - $25 this time of the morning. 'Accept'
• 8:30 - Arrives at studio, frazzled but alive and ready to get started....and I have my tea.

I need some time to process the emotions I'm feeling this week. I'll post again over the break once I figure out WTF is going on.

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