In Every Day And Night A Little Rain Must Fall

Three days of no pressure. All that is required of me is to sit in rehearsals or clinics with H and read my book, check emails, catch up on WordPress, get a glimpse or two and maybe a few words with Andrew during breaks and sleep late in the mornings.
Sounds too good to be true – right? Evidently it is. My plans aren’t always his plans and vice versa. Also, the sun and moon or stars or whatever don’t always line up!
I’m at SEUS (South Eastern United States Concert Band Clinic And Honor Bands) with H and six of his students. One plus side of this trip is a parent is required to attend with their student and I don’t have to chaperone. The second plus side is it is held at Troy University where Andrew attends college and is very involved with this event.
There is written in the stars or somewhere relevant, with every upside there has to be a downside and then some. A little rain must fall. So it seems.
I pull my kindle fire out of my bag at the first clinic and no battery! Acck! I felt sure I had charged it up. We were sitting on the end of a row and I spied a wall socket next to me. What luck! I plugged that sucker in and sat through an hour clinic flipping through my phone with no wifi service. I could read what was already loaded on WordPress but couldn’t comment. That seemed wrong to me. So I really didn’t read much. My battery was draining fast!
The next hour there was a percussion clinic in the same room and since Andrew was involved in this I was all eyes and ears and my kindle kept on charging!
The first concert H had to attend was a jazz concert. I guess I’m not a jazzer because I find these jazz concerts put me to sleep. But voila! I had my kindle now – all charged up and ready for action – even though still no internet service. At least I could read.
Finally at 7:30 pm we have a sliver of time to eat and check into the motel before attending The Sound Of The South Symphony Band rehearsal at 9:30 pm Andrew had invited us to watch. I wonder how H’s students would react to a 9:30pm rehearsal Hmmm?
Of course they give us a room on the second floor and we have to lug our bags and garment bags and laptop bag and every other bag you can name up a flight of stairs. And did I mention it was cold? It was.
I slipped the door card in the slot and when the light turns green I push open the door. At least I try to. Clunk! How can there be a chain on the door? They had double booked us in a room! Good thing the occupant had thought to put the chain on or we would have toppled in on top of her lock, stock, and barrel! And she was so nice about it all, too.
Finally getting that problem straightened out we were now settled in our first floor room ( they felt sorry for us and didn’t want us to have to climb the stairs in the cold again!) with no electrical outlets to speak of to charge all our technology that helps us get through life! We’ll make do I told H. I wasn’t moving to another room – again!
The plan this morning was to let me sleep late while H shuttled his students to the first rehearsal and attended a clinic and a concert. Andrew had class so I wouldn’t see him this morning anyway.
The plan changed. H got up at 6am and spent ten minutes searching for the remote for the TV. It was a noisy search and I finally got up and found it on the desk right where he had put it because I know I didn’t.
Then came the ironing of clothes as I tried to doze off again.
“What color are these pants?”
I squinted at the pants he had shoved up in my face trying to focus in the glare of the lamp. “Gray.”
“No they aren’t. They’re brown.”
I’m thinking why did he ask? I get up and hold them in a different light. “You’re right. They’re brown. Give me your gray ones and I’ll iron them.”
So now I’m up ironing when I should be sleeping in.
Then there is no hot water for a shower and shaving evidently isn’t fun with cold water either.
H did go down and brought me some orange juice before he left. I’m now awake with my warm orange juice and no internet service. Maybe the water is hot now since all these students have had their showers.
At least my kindle and phone is charged up after taking turns with the one outlet all night. Now it’s the phone chargers turn.
I won’t be on WordPress much until Sunday unless I get a jolt of service now and then and I’m hoping this will post!
~Elle