It’s been a crazy busy few weeks at work with no end in sight. There’s been even more stress lately as we’re short staffed. People are are sick, on vacation and loaned to another department. Yet the volume continues. I need to find a way to get through the day without being overwhelmed. Without getting angry. Without getting kink in my neck.
Message to the young lady in the blue Ford tailgating me on my commute to band practice tonight: There are four lanes of traffic. We’re all going the same speed. There’s a car in front of me, one on either side of me. Where did you want me to go? When I could I moved one lane to the right, just to get out from in front of you. You zoomed up behind the next car. We were all going 75. Why do you need to go faster? I had a really bad day at work but just because you’ve got some sort of death wish doesn’t mean I want to go with you.
Rehearsal tonight was grueling. We’re still sight reading pieces while we figure out what we’ll play for the Halloween concert. Some pretty strange stuff. Some really difficult stuff. Some strange and difficult stuff. Two hours nonstop. At 8:50 p.m. the conductor stopped and started talking about the season concert dates. We figured we were done and began to relax. Then with only a few minutes left she asked us to read one more piece. And as we were sighing and pulling the piece out of our folders she said “You may have noticed that this arrangement is written a half step lower than the original composition.” My stand mate and I both said sarcastically and at the exact same time – “Yea, we noticed that.” and then we both looked at each other and burst out laughing. We laughed so hard that we were crying. We laughed so hard that we missed the first 16 bars of the piece of music. We giggled through the whole thing. It wasn’t even that funny. Guess you had to be there.
After a long day and a bad commute, a exhausting rehearsal, it was good to end the day with laughter.
Yes it was.
September 19, 2012 at 6:00 am
Laughter is the best medicine.
It’s hump day 🙂 Hope your day goes smoothly.
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September 19, 2012 at 7:20 am
Hope you have a better day today than yesterday! Tailgaters — Mommy knows how you feel. Mommy absolutely hates when she’s got her turn signal on — trying to move lanes — and then the tailgater moves into the lane Mommy wants to go in . Sometimes you just can’t win. Oh, usually in sight reading — Mommy can never read a piece right anyway — so at least you were able to laugh about the piece instead of looking all confused like Mommy would have done. Good luck with the Halloween concert — sounds fun.
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September 19, 2012 at 8:21 am
I don’t know how you even manage going to rehearsal after a long day at work and then having to sightread on top of it? Hang in there – the weekend is coming!
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September 19, 2012 at 10:09 am
Take a deep breath! Everything will be better the next day!
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September 20, 2012 at 12:52 pm
Stress can make us hysterical, but laughter relieves stress (or helps reduce it), so that kind of works out. Sorry your work life is so hard, Dawn. Glad you have the music.
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September 20, 2012 at 1:51 pm
Oooh, I hate tailgaters! I move away from them as fast as I can — if I’d wanted them in my back seat, I’d have asked them along for the ride! What is it about Band that brings out those uncontrollable giggles?? I can remember doing that so often. What a wonderful way to end your day!
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September 20, 2012 at 3:32 pm
Laughter is a very good way to end a day – start a day – get through a day – if only we could find more of it! I’m glad you got through that day and ended it happily.
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September 20, 2012 at 8:23 pm
Giggle more. Giggling has been know to remove kinks in the neck.
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September 20, 2012 at 11:10 pm
I know you told me you moved but I’m such a creature of habit I kept looking for you in my reader and then I got a little worried and clicked and AH HA. I forgot to add the new address to my reader. Straightened out now. Thank God.
When Cole stared to drive I use to tell him he couldn’t go any faster than the car in front of him—he couldn’t argue. Tailgaters are such a pain in the tail.
Laughter, a crazy fit of the giggles such a great note to end on!
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September 21, 2012 at 7:01 am
glad you found me. …hmmmm…I need to add you to my new blogroll….wonder how I missed that…
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September 21, 2012 at 1:49 am
Sometimes it doesn’t matter why you’re laughing, you just need to laugh. Thanks for checking in on Faith. Give Katie a hug from us both.
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September 21, 2012 at 10:31 am
Okay, Dawn, get this: I was tailgated this morning, and my truck and the car behind me were the ONLY TWO VEHICLES on our stretch of M-22! There are two good passing zones between my house and Northport. When I got to the first one, I moved over so the tailgater could pass. Did that driver zoom off into the distance? No, kept about the same speed, 50-60 mph, all the way to town. I have such curiosity about these people: what can it be that “drives” them?
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September 22, 2012 at 7:07 am
Probably on the phone and oblivious. Sad.
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