Saturday, October 16, 2010


I am in a concert tomorrow.
I know that sounds fancy.
I got a new dress and new shoes and even earrings.
But I don't feel fancy.
It feels like someone ought to come around, tap me on the shoulder and tell me that I don't belong up there.
I've worked hard on my piece, but it wasn't enough. It isn't perfect.
It's a duet and it will be spectacular and showstopping - If I don't mess it up.
And that's not said to elicit tongue clucking and "You'll-be-fine"s.
Messing it up is a distinct possibility.

I'm not nervous like I was a couple weeks ago for my recital performance in class. It's a different sort of thing. It isn't stage fright, it's just that I feel unprepared and exhausted.

I need some sleep tonight. I'm actually going to take some pain medication (which I never do) to help out with my car accident injuries (bleah) so I can sleep well tonight and I'm hoping that the sleep will erase some of this blucky feeling.

I'll let you all know how it goes, to be sure.

Daily Bliss: hanging around a car show with my dad


Amy Button said...

I have no doubt that you'll be fabulous!

Becky Nelson said...

Sometimes I get that way the day before I play for church. Messing up is a possibility because I pulled a hangnail and now it's puffy, or smashed a fingertip or twisted an already swollen joint in my arthritic finger. This only happens before a play date. Tylenol PM is my friend those days.