Tonight is the big show. The big spectacle. The big to do.
Once again, I'm convinced that my voice is feeling shaky and might go out, but this time, I'm also pretty convinced that my affliction is psychosomatic. There's still 11 hours til we play and I'm ready to get out of this office.
Sadly, I won't get to see my daughter at all today. After work, I'm going to get guitar strings and heading straight downtown for an early load in. I am really excited about the show tonight so I hope you'll all be there if you can. We're playing something like 13 songs, which is ridiculous to me, but we're playing some stuff that we never really play and trying to take good advantage of our "orchestra."
I had one of those really awful, realistic dreams last night where you wake up and think it really happened for a minute. I don't remember exactly what it was all about but Leah wanted a divorce so that qualifies as a nightmare to me. Thankfully, after I turned and saw her lying next to me I remembered that in the real world she likes me, at least, well enough to not want to spend the money on a divorce. Just kidding, she likes me a lot. Way more than she likes anyone else, and about as much as she likes Harper.