I just wrote an article about doing something stupid a few weeks ago. And I’m about to do another stupid thing.
I have scheduled an open mic night at the local comedy club down here. No backing out. Nov. 15th.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! What have I done? I can’t not do it now. I’m weak in the knees just thinking about it. Freaking out a little.
I will try and tape it.
I’m sweating. Hard to breathe.
What am I doing??? I’m going to drive myself crazy for the next month. I was just practicing what I would say in the car on the way home.
After thinking about my bucket list (from my article this morning), I said to my husband, “I want to do an open mic night.” He found the website, dialed the number, handed me the phone. What???
OHHH! I can’t believe he did that. But thank you, Guy. I just didn’t expect you to be so spontaneous. I like it. But now I’m scared pantless.
He’s been helping me craft material this morning. EEEEK!
Wish me luck!