Looks like I'm not getting to 3LF rehearsal tonight. :-( I started feeling crashy and sat down to see whether it would pass (well, to see whether the feeling would recede enough to feel like I ought to drive), and it's now a quarter to twenty-one, which means I wouldn't get there until half-past if I very suddenly felt a lot better right now, and rehearsal ends at twenty-two o'clock. (It started at twenty.) Time to face reality and switch from "how close before I decide to go ahead and push myself" to "okay, plans have changed and my body is saying to rest, dammit". Argh. In addition to feeling that I ought to be there for rehearsals between now and our January gig, there were people I wanted to talk to afterwards and an errand I'd planned to deal with on the way home. The smoky and siren-y sleep interruption this morning has caught up with me. Time to regroup and turn my efforts to making sure I get to HCB rehearsal tomorrow night.
Silver lining: this means I'll be home to watch the program I was interested in that made one more simultaneous show than I have working VCRs. Except that I don't think I'm going to see it anyhow, 'cause I think I am going to fall asleep. Okay, the silver lining is rather tarnished. I tried.
Second try at a silver lining: not going to rehearsal saves me about four and a half bucks worth of gas ...