One day, thinking only about work, I remembered my skills on piano. I had enough knowledge to deliver the goods. I've had experience playing in churches and I wanted a secular experience learning something different. That's why I decided to enroll in a jazz course with an American jazzist who usually plays the saxophone and piano and is very famous here in Costa Rica. My first day I got to meet other musicians and I had ants in my pants because they could be more skilled than me. I knew I had to go the extra mile, because I didn't want to be left out of the group. Every lesson I could feel how I could play better until I received an invitation to study and get a certification as Project Manager. I didn't want accept to give up my piano practice to keep my project management lessons at the same time and I learned as the worst possible way to take it in. My mind was divided in two and I remember that I got a terrible flu (when Covid didn't exist) and even in that way I took the lessons and put on my best face. Even with tiredness I learned something new and I was very excited even when I wiped off the keys of the piano to clean up before playing. I knew if I wanted to play in the final concert, I had to go extra mile, since I had to study two different things. The day of concert was coming and one day before there was a concert in the place. I went as listener and my teacher was playing with expert musicians and some of my classmates were there. They chose a song I knew. My teacher called me to play the piano. I was very surprised and and my mates, in the end gave me good comments. The next day, knowing I could play the songs without charts I refused to look at my personal chords notes. When I played I don't know how but everything went wrong. I got nervous and forgot the songs and the sound of location was a mess. I could only imagine my teacher talking behind closed doors. It was terrible! Today I am still playing piano and I am Project Manager.