Well as the song says “Have you been naughty or nice?

This week has been a roller coaster of emotions. Today I found myself crying. Crying about my son. I don’t want him to leave me. He has been my rock. He may not think so, but he has. He has been there when I needed the most help. Yes he has his own issues and problems, but he sets them aside to help me. I love him.

Like I said this has been an interesting week. I was dreading the thought of breaking up with a woman I was dating. She was very nice but she just didn’t fit in. She was practical and logical. She didn’t know how to laugh. Everything had to make sense and she researched the hell out of everything. She wasn’t a good fit for me. And she fell in love with me way too fast. Well I figured the time had come for me to call her and say this isn’t going to work. I was dreading this phone call. But I wasn’t having a panic attack. This was something that had to be done and my mind knew that and wasn’t going to mess with my feelings.

Now before I go on I want to say that I do believe in God. I am not a religious person. You will not see me at church every Sunday. And I won’t get started on organized religion. That is another post at another time. But I do believe in a higher power. And I do believe there are spirits or guardian angels or whatever you want to call them watching over you and me. 

I never had to make the phone call. She texted me. She figured she got the message from my lack of response from her previous texts, that I want to be left alone. She wished me well in my recovery and said she will leave me alone.

YES!! I mean I shouldn’t be jumping up and down with joy. A person has a broken heart and is sad. A relationship has ended. But YES!! I didn’t break up with her. She broke up with me. Someone up there in the spirit world had my back. Someone up there knew everything I was going through and made this as painless as possible for me. I did feel sad but I knew this was the right thing to do.

I also had a gig to play on Tuesday. It was at a memory care center. I have talked about this in previous posts. Well everything was going well with the preparation. I knew what sound equipment I needed to bring. I sent out a set list and I was practicing my parts. The only conflict I had was with a vocalist. She was texting me and letting me know that she is fighting a cold and she wasn’t sure if she could perform. I said fine and take care of yourself and keep me posted. I was not going to tell her not to sing. She needed to tell me. She kept texting me how she felt and it would be a day by day basis. Well Tuesday came and I did not hear from her. She didn’t text me. I did my thing at home. I practiced and packed my car up with the sound equipment and went to the gig.

The vocalist never showed up. I asked a group member to send a text out to the vocalist. She replied that she was still sick and was sleeping all day and was sorry she did not send a text to me. 

The gig went well. We improvised the set list and our audience was very happy with our performance. One thing we did discover was how relaxed we were when we played. There was this closeness with one another. We were a complete group. It was fun. And that is the most important thing when playing music and performing in front of an audience. You need to have fun and let the audience see that. 

The next day I had to let that vocalist go. I am not a person who enjoys confrontation. I had to let other people go from the group and it ate me up inside. I did not want to do this. I would rather have another person from the group do this. But this is my group and it was my responsibility. So I wrote up a text and sent it to another member of the group for their thoughts and suggestions. It was good as it was and with much hesitation and fear of confrontation I sent it to the vocalist.

Once again my guardian angel had my back. I did get a reply. She apologized for not texting me. She understood where I was coming from. And she said she said she didn’t think she was a good fit for the group.

YES!!

Then today I was at City Hall for early voting. I was going to skip it today but for some reason this voice was telling me that I needed to go and I needed to go now. And I did. I voted and it felt good. But there was more. I met my neighbor there. And we talked. I finally got the chance to say thank you for everything he has done to help me. And how much I do appreciate his help. It meant a lot to me. I think he was taken aback. Then he said if I needed help with the leaves to let him know.I didn’t have to let him know. As I am typing this post he is out there blowing the leaves into a nice pile for me to bag. I am so lucky to have good neighbors.

Well that is pretty much it for this week. The weather should be nice this weekend. The remaining tasks will get done. And there will be a dinner celebration!

To be continued…