This was a Friday. I had a bunch of meetings trying to recruit people for occupational prep classes. Know anyone in the Twin Cities area who needs their ServSafe certificate (for food management) or is interested in a career in the health field? Send them to Hubbs Center. We have free classes and awesome teachers.
I did a bunch of work, talked through a number of ideas about how to get the message out to people about the courses we offer and THEN forgot my purse in someone else's file cabinet.
"No woman would ever leave her purse behind!" (Jessica Fletcher, Murder She Wrote)
Unfortunately I also forgot that the building closes super early on Fridays so I wasn't able to get it. Dang. Dark and slippery evening with a concert in a faraway suburb... I decided not to risk illegally driving without my license. Made Spouse drop me off and hitched a ride home with a band-mate.
Oh yeah, had a concert with Grand Symphonic Winds. They totally rock and they let me play with them, which is pretty cool. (P.S. if you go to the website you will see my left pinky and partial ring finger. So my hands are famous.)
Concert went fine. Came home, Did not stay up inappropriately late. The lateness of my going to bed was not inappropriate? I went to bed at an okay time.
Grateful Crap: Successfully got a ride home. Also remembering that I missed the concert in Chicago 4 years ago because nobody would let me go (including my midwife) even though I thought it would be fine especially because we have more than one doctor in the band. Glad I didn't go, though, because I ended up having pre-eclampsia and that would probably have been too deal with behind stage or on the bus...
took my meds, found my tap shoes and played my horn
Quaker, teacher, parent,