Well, I started learning piano some months ago. I wanted (another) reason to get out of the house; when one is retired, that's usually a good idea. Plus, I wanted to have some more exercise for my brain since I'm no longer pondering IT issues everyday.
I knew it'd be work, but this stuff is WORK. Trying to get my fingers to do what I want them to do, as opposed to what they want to do. And I could sort-of read printed music before, but now it's a job trying to remember all the names of the notes on both clefs.
Fortunately we have a wonderful teacher, Isabella Ancira, down at the Hip Cat Music School in Bloomington. She's incredibly patient and knows her stuff. I'm up to working on a simple piece by Bach, so I'm apparently making some progress!
Practice, practice, practice, and now I should get back to it!