Sometimes I think my cello hates me. And you know, I think I’m starting to hate it too. First the C-string unwinds itself out of tune. That’s fine because I can fix that. But not being happy that it was the lone out of tune string it takes the rest of them with it. I finally manage to get C close to where it should be. Hey, at this point I will take a slightly flat C-string. G is finally perfectly in tune. A is a little flat but nothing a little fine tuner action won’t fix. But D…D is like the root of all evils. The D-string will not wind and stay that way. No, the closest it will get is C…it’s a lovely C really, but I kind of need the D-string to be an actual D.
Then the C-string goes out of tune again and takes G with it. I moderately fix G but C would prefer to be nearly dangling off the cello. If it weren’t for still being slightly wound around the peg it probably would have came off. So yeah, after 20 minutes of here not here cello tuning my hands went on a revolt of their own being far too tired and in a slight bit of “overworked” discomfort. I put the cello away. I’ll try again later…or tomorrow…or next month. I am so sure I can play the notes I need on the D and C strings on A and G. That will sound some kind of beautiful—not. I will try again later after errands and cleaning.
On the bright side, before the strings went crazy on me my cello practice and my morning were going pretty well. I finished editing one of the books on my to-do list and I even got in a yoga workout. Now if only somebody could design a self-tuning cello that would just make life so perfect ;).