My dreams are exhausting.....
I'm either stuck in some deja-vu Lady with the Flashlight eyes saga or I'm searching for a potty.
But last nights was a doozie -- still trying to figure it out:
It's Thursday night -- It must the the first weekend in March -- 'cause I'm driving to Diana's South to deliver their money box.
Only....Diana's South is south of the border. as in Mexico.
Omigawd, I sent Katie to deliver Diana's North....where the frick is that now!?!?!?!?
So I'm driving at warp speed, cause I've got to be back to teach on Friday morning --
going over my schedule -- when I suddenly remember that I'm doing a show in the Rogue. (Crap! I knew I was forgetting something) I pull over to the side of the road just south of San Diego to check the Rogue Map -- and discover that my cafe show (the one I forgot to write) has been changed to a Mainstage show at.....wait for it......Diana's South.
Maybe this means I shouldn't do a show?