I am not exactly ready or particularly organized, but I'm damn good at prioritizing and pulling miracles out of thin air. I left a lot of little tiny things to do today and those add up. I intended to get up at 6 am but my subconscious laughed with amusement while taking possession of my hand so as to hit the snooze repeatedly for two hours. I woke up at 10 am still playing games with myself that involved bartering favors for a few more minutes of sleep.

I still don't have the DVD. The sound editing was done yesterday and wasn't finished until some ungodly hour in the morning. It's ten minutes in length. That's one hell of a preview.

My phone has been ringing off the hook. I've ignored the calls as none of them are related to anything I care about right now. No, that's not a hint. Don't call me. I am not in a talking mood. I retreat into my head on the days I am performing live.

I have some rhinestone repairs and other little monotonous things to get on top of so I can somehow find the peace of mind to focus on the show. I'm usually lulled into a sense of calm by preshow rituals.