One, I got carded earlier today… for lottery tickets! I haven’t been carded for beer in months, but for lottery tickets? Gimme a freaking break!
Two, I had a full-fledged panic attack earlier. When we were driving into the city, and there was this huge hill in front of us… I just freaked out — crying uncontrollably, gasping for breath… Luckily, Stevie was driving. Unluckily, he was about useless in the comforting department. He didn’t say anything, didn’t look at me, nothing. Later, when I was calm, I pointed out to him that this concerns me for future potential crises. What happens if I’m horribly injured or sick? What will his response be to that?
Three, the bassoon has now had her check-up… and she is fabulous. So easy to play, to hit all the notes high and low. I didn’t have to strain even a little bit when I played after the nice bassoon-repair-man was finished. And it wasn’t horribly expensive, either.