shows, shows, shows

well, my girl's first show will likely be august 16. (nothing in my life happens slow, that's just the way it is kids).

so when i return home, i have to rush around and find a jacket, and pants, stuff like that. (joy. just what i needed to do).

the thing about it is, last minute doesn't work for me. it drains so much energy trying to prepare for the sudden immenent occurrence, that i don't find it worth it, usually.

but, it's for my kid. and the saying goes, we will do anything for our children. and so i shall.

i won't even get to see her in the show, as i'll be working, most likely. unless by some miracle, it works out (but i think i'm scheduled that day all ready, so much for that).

but it is well. i see her ride all the time, and show's aren't my bag baby.

last night at work went well. i was decidedly calmer since i realized i need only to care less. to not try to be perfect. this is never possible. i understand that.

so, i took my time, focused on one thing at a time instead of running around like a chicken with its head cut off (a really awful image, i'm sure, if i ever saw a chicken with its head cut off).

but all is well. i'm actually not grim today, and i'm grateful. not sleeping tonight, so i have to prepare myself for that. stayed up really late to help tonight. and i'll come home, load the luggage (there is only a rolling carry on and our backpacks), shower, email some folx and likely write one last time before my vaca.

then, wake the fam at the ungodly hour of 3:30, and off we go.

that isn't so bad. i hope i don't snore like a buzzsaw on the plane. that would be bad. very bad.

peace.
out.