My Kiddo borrowed my guitar last Sunday to use it for an activity we had at Church. The activity was called Music Kiddie wherein they taught kids at our church locale to play some music instruments. I was supposed to be one of the teachers but I didn't participate because I preferred sleeping at home. I'm too stubborn.
I still haven't checked my guitar when my boyfriend brought back to me. But he already told me that one of the strings is broken and that he bought a replacement for it. I can see that he was a bit worried that I might get mad about. I actually just didn't care. I have to replace all the strings on my guitar anyway because they haven't been replaced ever since I bought it about 4 years ago.
I didn't have time to take care and even play my guitar for a long time now. I just don't care about it that much anymore, I guess. Maybe because it's not one of those Parkwood Guitars? :) I don't know. Maybe I'm just too busy. I might find that love for playing the guitar some other time. Not now. I have a helluva lot of things to accomplish. :)