So, I'm on the schedule to work at 7:00 tonight, and 8:00 tomorrow night.
I was feeling unexpectedly tired, so I crawled into bed at 5:00 am.
Woke up, looked at the clock, and it said 7:24. I had no recollection of when I'd gone to bed, all I knew is that it was monday. I panic; I've never been late to work here. And I've never been 24 minutes late to work ANYWHERE. In showbiz, that's usually an automatic firing.
So, in full panic mode, I'm out the door with my bag, fully dressed at 7:27. That's when I realize; it's 7:27 am, not pm.
Can you say "dumbass"?
In other news, I now have my tickets, car reservation, and hotel reservation for my American Idol audition. It's a whole lotta money for nothing, but hey, it's always worth a shot. At this point, I'm still trying to find several different songs that are right for my voice. I don't think they'll let me audition with "The Itsy Bitsy Spider," though. Or if I do, I doubt I'll get very far at all.
Of course, if it wasn't my only year to try to audition, I'd probably do it anyway, just to see the judges faces...
Well, I'm going to try to go back to bed. Good morning, everybody!