So I took a much-needed crash this weekend, was out cold by 9pm on Friday night, resurrected on Saturday to stop by and see the family, make it to a mandatory radio station meeting, and hang out with the kiddos. They taught us a dance that involved all of us holding hands in a circle, jumping, and chanting and it was so much fun. I start my tutoring tonight and I'm hoping it goes as well as Thursday did.
I had planned to go out to a reggae event on the east side last night to support a friend but my car shakes when I drive over 55 and I didn't want to go all the way out to Collinwood by myself as it turned out. Ended up crashing early and woke up feeling icky so I skipped church and slept the whole day.
I woke up all ready this morning. There's so much I need to knock out this week, with starting the new part-time employment, hooking up with some fellow artists later on tonight for good hanging out and exchanging ideas, getting my car fixed (no rattle today when I was driving, fingers crossed), attempting to figure out how to squeeze everything into increasingly smaller days.