It was a sunny bank holiday today. We took MeeMaw and Great-Grandma to the lakeside resort for a stroll, followed by a traditional lunch. Afterward, I headed to Vivian’s class while the rest of the family waited for me at a café. Even though it was a holiday, there was no rest when it came to my extracurricular vocal class. We mostly worked on music theory, but Vivian gave me quite a hard time because my singing hasn’t improved much lately. She seemed disappointed—though honestly, I’m used to her being strict sometimes. Well, thinking maturely, there’s no such thing as an easy ride; you reap what you sow.