Last week I attended my younger sister's piano recital, and after being impressed, decided to start practicing again. I dug up the old Alfred piano methods and began playing "Goodbye, Old Paint."
It's a long road to glory. At least I have more patience now than when I was ten.
In the meantime, before my imminent rise to musical stardom, my father is going to teach me how to tune pianos. It's a skill he learned from his father, and has been a nice source of extra money. If all goes well, it will provide me with enough to stay afloat during school.