Okay – yesterday was my dear husband’s birthday.

And I had rehearsal.

Shit.

I feel bad about that.

And I want you to know, that my husband in no way made me feel bad about this.  He is much too nice for that.  The feeling bad part was created in my own busy little mind.

But not only that, I didn’t make him a special dinner – because I hadn’t gone shopping yet this week because I had a ton of laundry that needed to be caught up on, plus I needed to be home because the wig I had ordered for Irene was being delivered, plus it is trash and recycling day, and let’s just face it, my life just got a smidge out of control.

And because of that, my husband had kind of a lousy birthday.

I did go to Marie Callender’s and picked up dinner for us, plus a blueberry pie.

But still.

So, I have been promising my husband that we would go to a woodsy resort he had been to before; and I (finally) called today to make the reservations for this weekend. The Irene rehearsal schedule has us off on Fridays and Saturdays with an evening rehearsal on Sunday. So we can check in on Friday and leave on Sunday!

Perfect!

Only the resort wants a 3-night minimum stay.

Shit.

There is a vocal rehearsal on the schedule for Thursday – but I don’t know what exactly we’ll be rehearsing. Worst case, we’ll have to check in late (very late – rehearsal is 7-10 pm) on Thursday – and the resort office closes at 9 p.m., so I’ll have to call to make special arrangements and just …

Shit.

And I’m already feeling kind of guilty because last Thursday I had to miss rehearsal because I had to pick up my husband at the airport.

But, you never know unless you ask.

So I asked the vocal director what he was planning on doing, and explained that I would dearly love to have it off. I also explained to the stage manager.  And said (wonderful) vocal director (did I mention he’s wonderful?) let me (and the stage manager) know that I wasn’t needed for Thursday’s rehearsal; and all I can say is …

Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.

I feel suddenly lifted as the weight of the guilt is gone and the appreciation of the kindness and patience of the people in my life rushes in.

I am so happy that I will be able to share this weekend with my husband, and so happy that the people with Irene are so understanding. Again …

Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.