I spent my entire evening off from rehearsals looking for a black dress. Not too dressy, not too casual, but the perfect black dress to wear for the shows. I found something (not perfect, but good enough) in the very last store I had time to go to. Figures. Then I spent the rest of the night making stuff up to play for the song ending I still don’t have, adding tabs to my 3-ring binder so I could find each song, and in general stressing out. Finally, close to midnight, I went to bed, and sometime after that (I couldn’t see the clock while my head was buried under the pillow) Molly started going nuts. Apparently, there was a rather long, violent cat fight going on what sounded like right outside our bedroom window. Needless to say, I haven’t gotten enough sleep, and the first performance is tonight. Argh.
