I had one of those weekend that not only tired me out, but it bled my wallet dry.
Drier than dry.
I think I saw a piece of lint in there today, but I also heard an echo.
But I'm not complaining (much).
Friday night I volunteered a show at Old Town. I'm a little bummed to know that when I volunteer now, it's for nothing, really nothing, as I'll be losing my points (I have over 400 points) as soon as my new jobby job starts. I don't really mind, there are benefits to being staff beside getting paid, but it's still weird. I thought maybe I should just not sign in, but then the volunteer coordinator will not know that I was there.....so anyway.
Right before the show began, I got a text from Eldest Stepsib that she and her fam were at my bar, down the block.
I snuck out, said hello to the fam, stole a piece of nephew's pizza, and hied back to the show.
It was a later night than I'd have liked, for a Friday, but that's ok.
Saturday morning brought the new stress of the new guitar class. Not only am I repeating 2rep (again, again, I know) but this time around I have a very scary teacher. Scary to me. Intimidating. Whatever. He's tough. AND his teaching method is entirely different from any other I've had so far. Sigh. He took away our music stands (my crutch) and did NOT give us the sheet with the words and the chords! He didn't even tell us what song it was. Just taught us some arpeggio business, then some bass line stuff, then "chunklets" of the song. For the life of me I could not figure out what the song was. To my credit, I did know that it was a melancholy sound, and I was curious. Only in the last 5 minutes of class did he start singing, and it was "Hallelujah" by Leonard Cohen. I would have never guessed, and I have this song on my iPod!!! His teaching style is going to be very tough to get used to.
Saturday night I went to dinner with John and Toni. We went to an amazing Peruvian restaurant near their house in the Wicker Park area. It was warm enough and close enough to walk. I love eating out with John and Toni because they love to eat, try new places, and have a great meal be the entire evening. Sure, it was more $$ than I expected, but I was more than full, and the food was great, so it was worth it. Plus, they are so great to hang out with. They hate people as much as I do, so it's kinda perfect.
Sunday was breakfast with TheMarty at Tweet. I would call it brunch, except that at 9:00 am, that's breakfast. There are very very very few people I'd set my alarm for on a Sunday, and TheMarty is one of them. We had a lovely time.
I also ran to my new favorite place on Sunday - Trader Joe's. What had I been missing!! It was only my second time there, and I'm obsessed.
Much running around, not enough resting time, but these things happen.