Sooo, the last time I was here, I was pretty excited about the upcoming Mumford & Sons concert to be held in NZ in November (yeaaaaa!).
Pre-month preparations. Checklist included:
1. Tickets Tick
2. Concert bubby or buddies Tick
3. Driver Tick
4. Money for food, petrol and merchandise Tick
5. Songs almost memorized and practised Tick
6. Bags ready yesterday and, today ready to go NOPE!!!
This does not include the pre-month of bragging (advertising) practices on FB, over the phone and over the staffroom lunch table to staff who neither really cared or knew who I was talking about (which I didn't care about because everyone was going to hear the 'bragging' anyway!).
The Concert day arrives...
The only time my body decides to get ill and refuse to obey Over-ride commands from the Brain Centre is the only time I really, really, really want to go to enjoy a music band I really, really, really like!
New checklist includes:
1. Tickets passed on to only person who wants to still go Tick
2. Concert buddy has her new buddies Tick
3. Driver cancelled and aware of why Tick
4. Money for doctor, replacement energy and rehydration tablets Tick
5. Absolutely quiet and darkened house with fan going, windows open Tick
6. Sleep, sleep, loo, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, loo, ARRRRGGGHHH Tick
No longer watching Mumford & Sons vids anymore until they return to NZ because it is feigned -depressive-irony that is before me as well as the feeling of, 'so close, but yet so far!'.
PS Clicked 'Like' for a lot of pictures from the only concert-buddy that still went to the concert (boo hoo) but have not mentioned a word over the phone or across the staffroom lunchtable regarding M&S...yet.
