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Day Two Hundred Fourteen (Year Three)

Two really exciting things happened in my musical life today, and if you want to be technical, neither one of them had anything whatsoever to do with anything musical that I actually did today.

1) If you've been following me since at least the middle of October of last year, you'll know two things about that time in my life.  First, I got married.  And second, my wife moved her extensive (but not as extensive as mine) music collection from the house she lived in before we were married into the house we now share.  I had moved in first, but that's not important to the end result here.

I remember getting a few quick glimpses of everything she had, music-wise, and writing a string of excited blog posts about all the new stuff I was going to get a chance to hear/burn/bring into my life, thinking at the time that it would happen quickly.  Well, between the wedding and my new job and the holidays and everything else life has thrown at us in the last four months, today was the day we set about sorting through all (or at least some) of the boxes that had surrounded her music collection.  What's more, we did really well.  Inasmuch as starting tomorrow after church, I could, if I wanted (and why wouldn't I?), start sorting through everything to see exactly what she has in all those storage boxes.

and...

2) Twenty years after their debut album was released, R. might finally be starting to understand why I've spent all of the time I've known her ranting and raving about how amazing Counting Crows are.  She picked up August at Half Price Books in WDM the other day, and it has quietly made a home in her CD player.

There's so, so much about this that's exciting that I don't know if I'm awake enough at this point to put all of it into words.  More tomorrow, on this, and on so much more!

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