Behave!
Never has it been so hard for me to attend a rehearsal. I mean, seriously. This was a technical. Or was it a dress? Who knows! At least we have another dress today. And tomorrow. And Thursday (though I think it’s some kind of weird invitee/open – dress, so that ought to be special).
Anyway, this was the kind of rehearsal that everyone wants to go to. Is excited about. You know, looks forward to?
Not me.
It was really difficult to leave the house at 6:50 last night. Why? Because there, on the floor by the stairs, sat a box. And it sat conveniently next to the box that the first one came in, making comparing the sizes easy.
When I came in the house, Mike was already home. And that’s why I didn’t have to carry in the box myself.
“YAY! Yay, yay, yay, yay, yay!”
“Too bad you won’t ever be able to play it.”
That was mean, sure, but it may as well be true. The arrival of a pre-ordered video game should be an exciting time. One with the unwrapping of tape. With the fighting with the case. With the putting stickers on the guitar!
But no. I had to leave the box there, and let Mike have the excitement. He was nice enough to play with his guitar from the first game, giving me the opportunity to play the virgin red mini-Gibson. He told me all about it when I came home after 10:30. I lived vicariously through him.
Saturday morning, my precious. That’s when I’ll see you. Saturday morning.