Nothing in particular happened. Puff was sick so I took the two kids by myself. Mass went as normal, little out of the ordinary there. What I did notice is that I no longer feel tense or irritable at the music, now that I am out of the choir. I can join in if they are playing a song that I like, and can close the book and put it down if it is one that I do not. I usually put the book down these days, but that's fine with me. I no longer have to lend my voice, and that's a relief.
Here's something, though: after Mass I was in the narthex when the choir came down. They walked past me, and not one said hello. I sang with them for five years.