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Greensboro [or] Bust
Sep. 20th, 2023 10:32 pmI bought the ticket for the show, but the rest of the trip isn't going to happen unless a miracle occurs. Still don't have the full damage, but I know it's not pretty.
Dan seemed interested in going, but even with sharing expenses, I doubt it'll work out and not make things worse.
Adulting sucks.
Dan seemed interested in going, but even with sharing expenses, I doubt it'll work out and not make things worse.
Adulting sucks.
Trying for one last fling
Sep. 14th, 2023 12:55 pmIt may not be expensive, but what will it cost?
Darren Jessee has a show coming up in Greensboro next month. The best I can tell, he's the opener, given the website info only features Tyler Ramsey.
I really want to go. Like, I've-nearly-booked-a-hotel/airbnb-already level of want.
Thing is, last time I jumped the gun, within a day of booking everything, other options came up which may have worked better. So, to stall a bit, let's break down the cost of this trip:
ticket - $20
gas - $125 (3 tanks of ~11gal @ $3.75/gal)
tolls - $30
hotel - $200 ($75-100/night with all the fees and crap not initially disclosed in listings)
food - $100
so, let's just call it $500. Do I have $500? of course not. In fact, do I not only NOT have that $500, I'm behind on a bunch of other bills, to the point that if I did have that kind of money not otherwise accounted for, it'd go towards those late bills.
Getting there would be driving, obviously. Flights would be well more than cost of gas and hotel, and I really don't care to cater to the whims of the airlines. my friend Ben said that tickets get cheap if you book within 24 hrs of departure, but I don't know if I'm willing to cut it that close.
Additional costs include the over-due oil change and tire rotation that Rover needs that may happen today, or maybe tomorrow, and the physical cost of doing nearly 1000 miles in three days. I have one vacation day not yet accounted for (i think!) that could be used to drive down on Friday, or as a recovery day on Monday. Or I could do The Crazy Thing and drive down Saturday morning, arriving in time for check-in. I mentioned that plan to a friend, and she immediately commented on how tired I would be, and would I even be able to enjoy the show? point taken.
my other dilemma is "why?" What is the purpose of doing this to myself? I'm still dealing with residual pain from the NY trip. What am I going to get out of this? Live music, yes. Seeing Darren perform for a 3rd time this year, and quite possibly with an actual crowd? that'd be cool. Would I get to see him and chat with him? How would I feel if he did not respond favorably to my presence? Am I going for the music or the person?
most importantly, where is Ben Folds playing that Thursday night?
Darren Jessee has a show coming up in Greensboro next month. The best I can tell, he's the opener, given the website info only features Tyler Ramsey.
I really want to go. Like, I've-nearly-booked-a-hotel/airbnb-already level of want.
Thing is, last time I jumped the gun, within a day of booking everything, other options came up which may have worked better. So, to stall a bit, let's break down the cost of this trip:
ticket - $20
gas - $125 (3 tanks of ~11gal @ $3.75/gal)
tolls - $30
hotel - $200 ($75-100/night with all the fees and crap not initially disclosed in listings)
food - $100
so, let's just call it $500. Do I have $500? of course not. In fact, do I not only NOT have that $500, I'm behind on a bunch of other bills, to the point that if I did have that kind of money not otherwise accounted for, it'd go towards those late bills.
Getting there would be driving, obviously. Flights would be well more than cost of gas and hotel, and I really don't care to cater to the whims of the airlines. my friend Ben said that tickets get cheap if you book within 24 hrs of departure, but I don't know if I'm willing to cut it that close.
Additional costs include the over-due oil change and tire rotation that Rover needs that may happen today, or maybe tomorrow, and the physical cost of doing nearly 1000 miles in three days. I have one vacation day not yet accounted for (i think!) that could be used to drive down on Friday, or as a recovery day on Monday. Or I could do The Crazy Thing and drive down Saturday morning, arriving in time for check-in. I mentioned that plan to a friend, and she immediately commented on how tired I would be, and would I even be able to enjoy the show? point taken.
my other dilemma is "why?" What is the purpose of doing this to myself? I'm still dealing with residual pain from the NY trip. What am I going to get out of this? Live music, yes. Seeing Darren perform for a 3rd time this year, and quite possibly with an actual crowd? that'd be cool. Would I get to see him and chat with him? How would I feel if he did not respond favorably to my presence? Am I going for the music or the person?
most importantly, where is Ben Folds playing that Thursday night?
Sign O' The Times
Sep. 6th, 2023 03:21 pmIs it possible to crave live music? I think I'm craving live music. I've been upping the volume on my phone a bit more, and using the headphones when I can for a more visceral experience. Today I required the rockin' out playlists that contained neither Darren Jessee nor Athenaeum, the two bands I've been bingeing lately.
I'm also on the cusp of snapping. Again. and it's a chicken-or-egg thing knowing that my planned time off begins at 2:31pm tomorrow. Am I losing my mind because I know the break is coming? Or is the break coming because I'm about to lose my mind? both? probably both.
Beginning Friday, and for the entirety of next week, I'm off work. and it's a relief. Sad I'm not traveling, but boy howdy do I need a break. I'm bitchy as all get-out. i'm snapping at people. stupid people have gotten WAY stupider in the last few weeks, and my tolerance of them is rapidly evaporating. trying to keep my snark in check is becoming an aerobic activity, as is the incessant coughing.
Sleep eludes me again, and pain is more active and present. the last two nights have found me on the couch where it's cooler, and perhaps less painful? I'm not sure. I do know I'm ridiculously overdue for flipping/rotating the mattress on my bed. We hauled it up there in May of 2020, about six months post-wreck, and i haven't moved it since. Not sure I can manage on my own, the thing is so heavy. And while I do blush at the thought of having several strong men in my bedroom, my house is such a state that there's no way in hell that's happening unless i'm being removed by force. Cooler days are coming; maybe tonight I'll try dropping the thermostat a couple degrees to see if I can get the upstairs closer to 75 than 80?
As for the pain ... sigh. yeah, I'm eating crap. I suspect the carb-heavy comfort foods aren't helping, but I'm working with what's on hand right now. It's awful to feel such pain just trying to move my legs around at my desk (bent to straight to elevated to not), or walking around the house, or, worst of all, climbing stairs. Some days I wish I could move to a single-story place, but the perfect storm of my pathetic income and insane housing costs has pretty much squashed that. These single-floor apartments with garages are near my current place, and similar in size, but good Maude, they cost more than I make!! I have 2br/2.5ba 1 car garage, about 1450 sf, and my mortgage is 1/3 or less. even with the condo dues. A few condos I've looked at have $300/mo dues, on top of whatever the payment would be. How is anyone supposed to live?!
I'm also on the cusp of snapping. Again. and it's a chicken-or-egg thing knowing that my planned time off begins at 2:31pm tomorrow. Am I losing my mind because I know the break is coming? Or is the break coming because I'm about to lose my mind? both? probably both.
Beginning Friday, and for the entirety of next week, I'm off work. and it's a relief. Sad I'm not traveling, but boy howdy do I need a break. I'm bitchy as all get-out. i'm snapping at people. stupid people have gotten WAY stupider in the last few weeks, and my tolerance of them is rapidly evaporating. trying to keep my snark in check is becoming an aerobic activity, as is the incessant coughing.
Sleep eludes me again, and pain is more active and present. the last two nights have found me on the couch where it's cooler, and perhaps less painful? I'm not sure. I do know I'm ridiculously overdue for flipping/rotating the mattress on my bed. We hauled it up there in May of 2020, about six months post-wreck, and i haven't moved it since. Not sure I can manage on my own, the thing is so heavy. And while I do blush at the thought of having several strong men in my bedroom, my house is such a state that there's no way in hell that's happening unless i'm being removed by force. Cooler days are coming; maybe tonight I'll try dropping the thermostat a couple degrees to see if I can get the upstairs closer to 75 than 80?
As for the pain ... sigh. yeah, I'm eating crap. I suspect the carb-heavy comfort foods aren't helping, but I'm working with what's on hand right now. It's awful to feel such pain just trying to move my legs around at my desk (bent to straight to elevated to not), or walking around the house, or, worst of all, climbing stairs. Some days I wish I could move to a single-story place, but the perfect storm of my pathetic income and insane housing costs has pretty much squashed that. These single-floor apartments with garages are near my current place, and similar in size, but good Maude, they cost more than I make!! I have 2br/2.5ba 1 car garage, about 1450 sf, and my mortgage is 1/3 or less. even with the condo dues. A few condos I've looked at have $300/mo dues, on top of whatever the payment would be. How is anyone supposed to live?!
