For what it's worth, yesterday's audition went mostly okay. I flubbed a few things, but played a lot of great stuff and sang harmonies they weren’t expecting, but I went in a little bit unprepared…
Backstory: My wife and I live in the house on the front part of the property and her 21 year old son and his dad, Rick live in an apartment (previously a large 4-car garage that was converted into a 1 bedroom apartment) in a completely separate building to the rear of the property. Rick’s a daily part of our lives and it works for everyone. When we lost our dog of 10 years last month, Rick mourned as much as we did. Then a few days later his mother passed away, expectedly. She’d been in a nursing home, going downhill for weeks. We knew this was coming.
Saturday night, we came home from the casino and I noticed the screen door to the porch was wide open. I saw Rick laying on the ground, half on the porch, half in the carport. Called 911 and despite a prolonged effort, they were unable to revive him. Less than three weeks from burying his mother, now he’s gone. On top of all the other bullshit we’ve had to deal with. I had to get the doc to put me on anti-anxiety meds last week. Now this.
So I wasn’t going to go to the audition and mother and son INSISTED I go, because Rick was excited for me for this and they thought he would’ve wanted me to. We didn’t get home from the ER until after 4 AM. In bed by 5-ish, up at 9:30, on the road by 10:30. They were floored that I was there at all, much less on time.
So long story short, it went mostly okay, but not perfect.