right about now i'm wondering.. what the hell was i thinking... i can survive.. i will not collapse!
my vox femina concert is this weekend, sat and sunday and i haven't even memorized all my music yet. the movers are coming 9am tmw morning to the pasadena house... hoping they only take 4 hours, so i'm not charged a fortune. tonight, t and i spend the evening clearing out space in her (almost our) place for all my crap arriving tmw. after recovering from moving and concert 1, friends are coming over sunday morning to pick up our furniture doubles (you know all the things you now have 2 of... who really needs 2 microwaves anyway??). then shower, change and back off to pasadena for concert 2. last, but not least, vox after party sunday night. then, t's dad is visiting for a few days/fixing plumbing/rewiring electricity amidst the boxes. oh, and we're having directv installed tuesday. i'm sure i missed something.
wish me luck and come see the concert if you get a chance!
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I blame calendars!
You see the expanse of white, and think: There's a big chunk of time! I can drive across town and whip out this/moving/rehearsal/root canal then... after all, it's six hours!
The day comes, and that four lines in a square turns out to be SIX HOURS of your day, and untold units of psychic energy, and what you hadn't considered was that this was going to be THE HARDEST THING YOU EVER DID and you will have no energy left when it's done, but you WILL have four more Action Items on your agenda, and people are waiting for you...
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