The Calamity

A terrible calamity occurred the other night. After weeks of wanting to but never having the time, I finally found the time to get out my guitar. That is not the calamity, the calamity is, that is all that happened. While tuning I broke a string. E to be precise. I sorrowfully put my guitar away, not having been able to play a single song, ordered a new set of strings, and went to bed.

Well today I checked the mail and low and behold, the new strings had arrived!

After supper John and I set up shop, and set out to change things,... er strings. :)

We made a bit of a mess.

I taught John how to do it, so just in case he starts playing guitar he will know.

First secure the end of the string with the little but amazingly strong peg.

Second, wrap the other end up on the winder.

And don't forget to trim the ends.

Tada! This picture really makes me want to say, 'we'll burn that bridge when we come to it'. :)

The new strings work on this end...

And sound awesome on this end. One of the great things about getting a new set of strings is that, even if you can't play well yet, the guitar sure sounds good.

And finally, we are back in business!