I'm a little concerned about my ability to get to class on time, too. There's a music festival in town this weekend, and the lovely people at LCC have given away all of the places I usually park for the event. In truth, I'm pretty frustrated with them. I pay tuition to go to the college to take this class, and they are going to give preference to a noisy, crowded 1-week-long music festival?
Don't get me wrong, I'm sure the festival is great. Verve Pipe is playing tonight, and Third Eye Blind will be there this week, too, among many other groups.
I just wish they had made SOME arrangement for the rest of us to park somewhere. Instead I got a letter from LCC recommending that I have a friend give me a ride to a nearby area and walk. They even shut down the public transportation, because they closed off the entire street for several blocks in each direction. *sigh*
I want to go on a cruise; someplace blamy, and bathed in tradewinds. Someplace where it's 70 degrees at night and 85 degrees during the day. I don't want to go on a big cruise ship, though. I want to go on a little one. Like this. Ooooh, and these guys, who sail you around the Carribean in a tall ship. Wouldn't that be great?
I know, it's not realistic. For some reason today I'm just possessed with daydreams of adventures in faraway places. My head isn't in my work, it's on a breeze in the tropics. What would it be like to swim in the ocean? I've only waded in it a few times, and I was so far north that it was too cold to do much else. I'd love to be a tiny speck floating in that vast body of living water.
But alas, I'm a tiny speck sitting at my tiny desk in the middle of Michigan in the middle of North America.
I love Michigan and all. But you see my point. It can lead one to daydream.
I'm definitely auditioning for The Dining Room this weekend. Forest rearranged the Store schedule so that I can go on Sunday afternoon, and not have to miss Tae Kwon Do on Monday night. It will take some finagling to make the schedule work if I'm cast, but I'm not going to worry about that until it happens. I will have to tell my bell choir that they can rehearse without me from August 30 until September 15. Eek. Then I'll have to tell the Dining Room director that I have a Tae Kwon Do test the first night he wants to start rehearsal. Then I'll be travelling for a long weekend in August, then starting at the end of August I'll have to leave rehearsal at 8:10 PM on Tuesdays to go to my tae kwon do class. Wednesday nights I may be a little late to rehearsal because Kirstin's violin lesson is at 5:15 PM.
I think something will probably have to give. I really want to keep up in Tae Kwon Do, though. Shows come and go and make me happy in 6-week increments, but Tae Kwon Do makes me feel healthier and stronger for months at a time. I'm far more flexible than I was before, and much stronger. I can do dozens of pushups, where before I'd have trouble with ten. Fitness is important to me. Forest has offered to pitch in and help me out with Kirstin so I can do the show. He knows how much I love it, and it's important to him that I'm happy.
Of course, it's important to me that HE is happy, which is why I'm also going to make sure I have time for him, every day. Even if it's a half hour before bed. My honey deserves at least that much.
Anyhow, I'm going to go for it, and see if I don't completely bomb the audition. Last time I read in Bath I didn't do terribly well. It was On Golden Pond, and I just plain wasn't "on" it. Hopefully it will go better this time.
I miss Kirstin. I haven't heard from her since she went to camp, although I can imagine that if she sent a letter as early as Monday, I wouldn't get it until I went home from work tonight. I hope she is having a good time. I've written her every day. I hope my letters don't feel impersonal to her. I typed them out, because my penmanship is painfully bad. I tried to make them feel homey by inserting pictures of our cats, and of Forest and I on the tops of the pages. I guess I'll have to wait and see what her reaction has been.
