I happen to have an upright piano from around 1900 which is pretty amazing. My parents paid $1,500 for it at the time, which was no small amount, and I had, indeed, had to wait eight years for it. Had started with violin in fourth grade, as my parents could not afford a piano.
Fast-forward to my first year in university and my nice gift. I left home soon afterwards, but I was able to use piano rooms and take lessons here and there (once I even rented an upright piano), and so I continued to play the piano for a while after I had started.
Nowadays I can’t play the violin at all, but I can still play some piano. But my wonderful piano has become a piece of furniture in my parents’ apartments, because, even when I’m there, I don’t have the right mood to play piano. I love my parents but they’re more weary than I am, and, besides, few people will put up with someone trying to teach herself a piece, and so, knowing that, I try not to impose.
So, to make this short, I’ve been thinking what to do about playing the piano, because I really miss it. I thought of insulating my apartment, but it would be too costly. Also, carrying a piano up and down the stairs is something you don’t want to do too often. For one, it’s extremely heavy.