Oops redux
Yeah, yeah, I missed a day of NaBloPoMo again. I was actually working on a post yesterday (on my adorably cute little pink netbook) while waiting for an appointment. I even found a WiFi connection, but it was a private business, and I was reluctant to piggy-back off them. So I just wrote the post offline with the intent to transfer it later in the evening.
Yeah, that never happened. It’s probably a good thing, because it was nothing more than an internal debate about whether to return to the chorus rehearsal I went to last week.
My counselor was all over me about returning to the chorus. It sort of irritated me because I’d finally gone, but apparently the fact that it wasn’t particularly enjoyable wasn’t enough. She says I need to give it until… December. December?!? Good grief! Isn’t that changing the rules in the middle of the game?
Anyway, being the irrasible person I am, I didn’t go. Had the counselor not been so emphatic about it, I probably would have gone. But the little kid rebel in me surfaced. So there. :þ I know, real adult of me.
Oh, and on top of everything else, I have a pimple on my eyelid. And it hurts! And it’s making my grumpy. And the weather is crappy. 
June 11th, 2009 at 3:13 pm
What’s the reason why your counselor says you should give the chorus till December? Perhaps one time is not enough to say whether that chorus suits you or not, but six months sounds like very long time to give something that you would do as hobby a try, a month or two would have been more reasonable.
June 11th, 2009 at 8:44 pm
Owww!
Pimple on the eyelid trumps everything, I think.
June 12th, 2009 at 6:52 pm
Heh, obviously, I need to get a theme with threaded replies. Until then, this will have to do.
Francesca, you’re right. She said one time was not enough, that knowing me, I should “give it until, oh, I’d say December.” (Her words) “DECEMBER!!?! (My words)
But not to worry, I am going to give it a try again.
Natalie, well, the pimple (stye) is more or less gone, but my face is a horrible mess. Guess I REALLY need to get back to my evening toilet, which I’ve been neglecting something awful.