On Friday I am going out. Hubby is staying home with the kids and I am spending an evening with myself. Potentially others may join me, but right now that is totally secondary.
There is a free concert in the city's market square and I am so there. I missed the free concert in the square last year but hubby and I did catch the one the year prior. I am feeling musically deprived (sort of) lately, and I think this will put the spring back into my step.
Before kids, and even before hubby, I was a concert junkie. Although I was never one for the late, late bar scene (I like to go to bed before 10pm) I would willingly forgo my bedtime for a good rock concert. Now I'm more an arena concert person, solely because I don't want to pay a babysitter into the wee hours of the morning. Yes, I realize that makes me seem more old and less cool, but that's the reality. There are a few bands I would still brave the late bar concert scene for, but not nearly as many or as often I used to.
I miss concerts where I can just weasel my way up front (I'm small) and totally swoon to whomever is up there making great music. I can't put into words how much I'm looking forward to this on Friday night. The show starts at 8pm and I work until 5. I've actually booked myself a haircut for 5:30 that may be an hour, but what am I going to do in between? I guess I need to eat something, but really that will take 20 minutes. I could show up really early - I've been known to do that before...
People seem concerned that I'm going to this function alone - why? I used to do tons of stuff alone before I had a husband and kids. I'm someone who loves company, but only if they're going to enjoy what I'm doing as much as I am. I don't want someone to tag along and then not have a good time. Then I don't have as a good a time because I'm worrying about their state of mind. That's less fun.
So I can't wait - in case you didn't pick up on that.
Toodles!
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