…but having said that, I work most Mondays now. I used to work Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday but ever since I started the job I’m in now I picked up an extra day so I struggle into work on Monday mornings now.
I don’t feel too bad seeing as I didn’t get that much sleep on Saturday night. There was a party I went to late Saturday afternoon with about five bands plus dj’s afterwards. I left when the dj’s were still doing there thing but it was 2am by then and there was a bit of a drive home. I then woke up at 6am with a really sore belly and everything that goes with that (won’t go into the gory details but it involved a mad dash or two).
One of the bands that played Saturday night was an old favourite I haven’t seen for a few years now and this was a practise run before a ‘proper’ gig this Friday night. They’re a bunch of guys around 40 years old still thrashing it out and doing a pretty good job. Another band that played had a guy drumming who I haven’t seen for a long time so we had a good catchup. I think he likes me a lot and kept saying if I needed any help to contact him. He’s a carpenter so I should take him up on it, but for what return he expects I don’t know.
It was supposed to be a kid friendly party but when I heard that there were going to be five bands I thought if I take Jaycee Junior I won’t be able to enjoy the music as his ears can’t stand it so I managed to organise babysitting and just that fact alone made me happy.
It was one of those parties where I talked to a lot of different people, some I don’t necessarily talk to all that often and I wish I could remember more of these conversations but the music meant I couldn’t actually hear a lot of what was being said in my ear. I’m a bit of a shocker for just nodding instead of saying ‘what?’. The drummer was going on a bit and we did have an interesting talk at the beginning about a mutual ex-friend so I’m glad about that as it’s cleared a few things up for me.
Looking back on the night I realised the people I was having one-on-ones with were pretty much all men and I still didn’t have a pash. Working against me though was the fact they’re mostly all taken and I don’t go with married men I know about.