And so it begins.

The second week of classes started with a nice jolt and yet I am unsatisfied.
I spent a summer debating with myself about one thing, do I take a piano class or private lessons.  Okay, so maybe this isn't such a big deal but I had a tough time deciding.  Perhaps a little more back story will help you understand.
I love to play the piano.  Period.  I have played the instrument for years. I started young with a very kind old lady who spent hours for many, many weeks trying to get me to keep my back straight and my wrists off of the piano.  I'm sure that my complaints were annoying at times, but she stuck with it bless her heart.  Then I moved and lost her wisdom.  I went through a period of many teachers who would teach me for a few weeks and decide that they had nothing new to teach me.  Of course, that made me feel good, but it did nothing to improve my skills.  After a few years, I gave up.  I played when I wanted to, but I didn't have any challenge so I didn't have anything to work at.  We eventually moved again and we had another chance, but by this time I was in the habit of not playing and I didn't want to start again.
Yet, something pulled me to the piano, its beauty and ability to sound like many parts at once called to me.  I began to play it all the time.  I played it when I needed space, I played it when I felt amazed but there was still one boundary... I had no idea how to make music on it, all I had was what music had been given to me over the years. Thus began my search for enlightenment.
I was a year or two away from college and my aunt taught me a few tricks about how to always make major chords.  I started trying to find those little tricks, but I didn't learn any more until I worked up the courage to take a piano class in college. Then I learned more than my brain could hold. I learned the circle of 5ths, I learned the rule about how to tell what key it is based on the clef and the sharps/flats.  I learned how to make minor chords with ease.  I was a learning machine!
Now, back to this summer.  Since I have learned so much in the piano classes, I still have a high probability of learning more in the next level of classes. But the next level of piano was known for focusing completely on a certain proficiency test to be certified for something or other that probably will never change your life.  Or I could spend $300+ for private piano lessons.  Mainly, I was debating whether the cost was worth it.  Long story short-I chose private piano.
And now why I am still unsatisfied: I haven't had a lesson yet.  I paid the money and was told to wait for an email telling me when I can start.  No email has arrived yet. I suppose that I am quite impatient... okay, I'm really impatient, its only been two weeks.

To summarize, I'm complaining.