wasted anxiety, maybe…
so I got to the gig neighborhood with an hour to spare…had I gone just a tad further up the road I woulda found LOTS of stuff to do and/or places to hang out or eat…luckily there was a Farm Store…
the gig went very well I think…I DID refuse to wear the tuxedo shirt…but SLR didn’t fight with me about it…so we haven’t broken up yet…but she’s been on Fakebook thanking everybody but me (so far) and *I* think that’s significant…I dunno why, but I thought it was gonna be am upperclass kinda crowd…thankfully it was not…by which I mean everyone was nice…
there were the inevitable boo-boos, but no train wrecks…and I came home with $70 bucks (my share of a voluntary donation for the Musicians) so I’m actually happy…VERY tired, but happy…just waiting for the return of the roommate; I think she’ll be home by Midnight…
While I definitely need a day to recuperate, I made a Lunch date with an old friend…she moved back to MD after a few years in WVa…I tried to re-schedule, but no luck…so I’ll sleep good tonight, maybe…