Not Another Sad Story Post

My last couple of posts were sad stories about skin cancer. I figured I would switch it up for this post and relate something not slightly depressing…

I’m switching roles in my company, which for me is very good news. I was getting really stressed reporting to a boss that had no clue on how to manage a team and the boss above that one was the epitome of “do a bunch of stuff urgently and then go back and undo everything because I was too hasty”. Being a whipping girl is not nearly as fun as 50 Shades of Grey tried to portray…

So, I’m starting a new role and I’m super excited about it. Hopefully I’ll get a chance to use my brain for more than trying to suppress sarcastic comments during mindless meetings (and for me, that is quite an exercise in self-restraint).  It will be a good thing for me to take on a new challenge. When I’m not being challenged at work, my brain gets bored and then goes off on tangents that usually involve traveling, leaving my mouth unsupervised. That usually doesn’t end well.

What else? I’m going to Miami next week to hang out in my old stomping grounds and see one of my college roomies. It’s been longer ago than I care to say, but this time many years ago, I headed to Miami for my freshman year at university. It’ll be slightly like reliving my youth, but with a higher credit card limit and a legal ID.

Speaking of reliving my youth, I also succumbed to an impulse to do something that my college-aged self did. I’ve mentioned before that I really enjoy going to concerts. I used to go to shows by myself when I was a young’un, usually one a week once I was old enough to get into the 18-and-over shows. But even before then, I would hitch rides to go to the all-ages concerts. There’s nothing quite like seeing live music – it’s almost like magic when the notes come out of a guitar, or the beat out of the drums, or a vocalist performs. I’ve seen a bunch of artists play. It’s amazing that I still have my hearing, to be honest. Anyway, when I was in college, Peter Gabriel played a couple of shows in the Southeast U.S. A group of my friends and I decided to follow him around to the various shows. It was a lot of fun, even though I made eye contact with him and he was like – didn’t I just freaking see you yesterday? What can I say, I really like Solsbury Hill…

Anyway, y’all know my Adam Ant crush by now. And he’s playing a tour in the States, although he apparently didn’t take me into account because there are no damn shows in Texas. So I was looking at the tour dates and trying to figure out where I could go to catch a show. Hmmm, Florida is a cheap flight from Austin and I know a bunch of people in the Sunshine State that I could visit at the same time. I spent some time trying to decide which location made the most sense. And my brain came to the most amazing conclusion that I should get my money’s worth out of the flight and car rental… and go see all the Florida shows. I sincerely hope he doesn’t take out a restraining order… I’m really looking forward to traveling around Florida, seeing some old friends, dipping my toes in the ocean, listening to the radio and singing really loud while driving from city to city, and seeing some fun concerts.

I promise I’ll wear sunscreen…