It's hard-earned. You haven't wasted a second of it. You took two by the handlebars and rode it to the edge. I imagine three won't be much different.
You love to sing. Your speaking voice is this low monotone that's distinctively yours. You sing down where my altos are comfortable. Though you follow the countour of a melody fairly well, there's something hilariously bad and precious and beautiful about your actual singing. Don't ever stop. We can work out the rough edges if we need to.