Friday
May052006
the countdown
Friday, May 5, 2006 at 11:42AM
I have to be at the bus tonight at 6 PM for a ten-show run with Caedmon's and Bebo. It's 10:30 now, and on the last day I get to be at home with my family my eye never really leaves the clock. You can put a little too much pressure on yourself if you're not careful on days like this. "Make this moment count! Make it count!" a part of you always screams. The hard part is knowing that what counts is never the moments you try to hurry up and make, it's the moments that happen while you're just being alive and living together.
My wife and daughter will be going to North Carolina to spend most of the time with Alison's family, which will be good. It helps them out a ton and lets me not worry as much, knowing they'll be with other people who love them and care about them.
This is, by far, the hardest part of this job. I can't really complain that much about what I do for a living. Most people dream of making a living with their hobbies, and most of the time, it's pretty great. The countdown day, though, this day almost makes me think about diving into a cubicle.
Like you do before any trip, I've got a list of stuff to do. Laundry. Check. Post Office. Check. Swing by the bank. Check. Take my wife out for dinner. Check. Guitars. Pedal Boards. Amp. Strings. That capo I put in my backpack accidentally. Check. Make my daughter laugh on video. Check. Import video to laptop so I can watch it when I miss her...
My wife and daughter will be going to North Carolina to spend most of the time with Alison's family, which will be good. It helps them out a ton and lets me not worry as much, knowing they'll be with other people who love them and care about them.
This is, by far, the hardest part of this job. I can't really complain that much about what I do for a living. Most people dream of making a living with their hobbies, and most of the time, it's pretty great. The countdown day, though, this day almost makes me think about diving into a cubicle.
Like you do before any trip, I've got a list of stuff to do. Laundry. Check. Post Office. Check. Swing by the bank. Check. Take my wife out for dinner. Check. Guitars. Pedal Boards. Amp. Strings. That capo I put in my backpack accidentally. Check. Make my daughter laugh on video. Check. Import video to laptop so I can watch it when I miss her...
Reader Comments (8)
Dude, being away from your family is tough. I've never had to do it for more than about 4 days straight... 10 shows is a long time. But enjoy your tour, and know you'll be back with the family soon. God is good.
Blessings on your tour!
Chris
Oh, I forgot to ask - does this mean somebody else is sending out all our pre-ordered CDs since you'll be on the road? ;-)
Don't dive into a cubicle. Trust me. I'm fighting to get out of mine.
That reminds me of that John Mayer song.."How come everything I think I need, always comes with batteries". Its only because you did the only "Check." thing.
Yes, I am with Chris. Blessings on your tour.
Oh yes, Texas should be its own country...really.
Check out Michael Card's song about his experiences leaving his family to tour on his "Fragile Stone" CD, "Mourning the Death of a Beautiful Dream".
I love you and your heart andy. As well as your music, If you dived into a cubicle I couldnt anticipate new music ;) hehe
if you dove into my cubicle i would smack you in the face and send you back out where you belong. but funny how we all get that 'grass is greener' thing going from time to time.
If you still have a hankerin' for a cubicle, just go hang out and post a few blogs in your bunk on the bus. That should fix you.
Looking forward to seeing you tomorrow night!