Today marked the first day that I ever taught violin lessons on a Sunday. Previously I had naïvely clung to my belief that I didn't work on Sundays. I eventually realized that this was an illusion, as I almost always have concerts and/or rehearsals on Sundays. So this week when I needed to shift around my Saturday students a bit to accommodate a Saturday afternoon sitzprobe for an upcoming run of The Pirates of Penzance, I decided to put five lessons on Sunday afternoon between church in the morning and an orchestra rehearsal in the evening.
It really wasn't bad, teaching on this particular Sunday, although I hope it doesn't have to become a regular event.
Sometime last year I started to notice that never (okay, rarely) having a real day off gets tiring after a while. It's not that I never have free time - I do! But I think there's a real difference between 24 hours of collective rest throughout a week, and 24 hours of uninterrupted rest at the conclusion of a week. Maybe God knew what he was talking about with that whole Sabbath thing. Maybe someday I'll have the luxury of having Sundays wholly without work. Maybe someday my husband will, too. In the meantime, playing and teaching music on Sundays, while not always restful, is at least usually not unpleasant. I really can't complain.