Jitters

Got two more days of work before I hit the road for Pittsburgh. Don’t really have the money to make it work “right”, so I’m driving at night and taking naps. I don’t have to be in Pittsburgh until at least noon Friday but there is no way to wait to leave at a time which would get me there, and I wouldn’t be able to sleep. So I leave after work tomorrow night, and stop at all the rest areas and take a nap… the trick part will be getting off I-81 at the right time to grab US19 and take it up to I-79, which is not only a shortcut but avoids all the toll roads.

At present, my money is literally being flushed down the toilet. I have a toilet which runs constantly. My landlord looked at it, tried to fix it, gave up and bought a new one but hasn’t had time to install it yet. I got my water bill, and I’m using the water of a family of four (and being charged accordingly). That’s not as bad as stories I’ve heard, but any dollar I can save makes it easier to live here…

Back to Confluence… I get a 90-minute concert, which, according to open mic standards, means 18 songs. Yeah, some of mine are bloody long, so many only 15 or 16. I’m trying to get that many ready for prime time… and every time I make a list of what might work, I remember another one. I think I’ll just fly by the seat of my pants. There will be at least three people I know at the convention (sadly, not including Blind Lemming Chiffon), one of whom knows my repertoire pretty well, so I have someone to bounce ideas off when I get there.

Back to life. I have sold my laptop. It will pay off most of the remaining debt I incurred acquiring it. My desktop, partially a gift of my old friend John Noggle, is fully up and running (Windows 7), and my relationship with a laptop running Windows 8 was going rapidly downhill from a low start. I have an Android KitKat phone and a decent Android tablet, don’t need so much technology and need less debt. I could have gotten a little more for it, but the buyer is a friend (one already mentioned in the Confluence paragraph) so I don’t have to mail it or deliver it special. Nobody in my income class needs as much technology, or as much debt, as I current have.

OK, that’s enough for now. Wish me luck!

Hugs,
Me

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