I got up early to sing at church this morning only to find that they had switched the service times on me, and since I've been gone the past two weeks no one bothered to inform me of the change. Another thing that no one bothered to do was change the bulletin board which still says that services start at 10:15, NOT 9. Instead of looking like a moron and walking in during the sermon, (I already feel like everyone stares at me constantly while I'm in church...cause I'm young and have a pretty voice...the old people love me, the middle aged men creep me out, and the middle aged women pretend to love me but I often wonder if they are thinking I'm a diva and secretly hating me. I just feel constantly scrutinized) I opted to leave and come back for rehearsal after church. Only to find that when i got there "rehearsal" was over, the choir director was gone, and she's probably thinking I'm the most irresponsible singer they've ever hired. It's a very low key situation, but still, I feel pretty terrible about it. Shit. That's three weeks in a row I've missed and for which I'm not getting paid.
Maybe people should keep me informed?! Not everyone has been attending good ol' St. Steve's since conception.
Today has potential to completely suck. I don't have to work, which is a major plus, but it's supposed to be 95 degrees and the entire clan is headed out to grandma's to help her sort through 50 years of junk for a moving sale. The upsides: if it gets too hot we can go jump in the lake, she's making lasagna for dinner, and while sorting through her stuff, who knows, I may find treasure troves of liquor she hid long ago during her drinking days and forgot about completely.
Just kidding...kinda.
song: "Something to believe in" Aqualung
yesterday // life goes on
