Got what I wanted

 SUNDAY 3/6/22–3:25 PM-Well it’s taken a long time but Dianne finally started decluttering the house by way of Donating things. We are at the “doggy place” and I’m not going in. They usually don’t have any books that I would be interested in and I wouldn’t  mind saving some money either.
My sleep schedule has been totally trashed… And, to some degree, so has my eating schedule.
          I guess at this point, it’s safe to say that I’ll probably never be in another Band. Instead of being known  locally as someone who’s moderately talented and a fairly cool guy, I think I’m probably lumped in with the musicians that I know who (IMO) leave a lot to be desired technique-wise, if you get my drift. As in, “they’re not very good… I THINK I’m as good a Musician as they are, if not better”…and of course, there’s the issue of my deteriorating health…
         All because what *I*, as a band member, thought a band sounded like was more important than what the audience thought. And of course it’s the other way around. But I guess it’s too late. I dug my grave now I must lie in it.  A prime example of that being the Rhythm Bandits; they aren’t very good, at least I don’t think they are , although having brought in a Keyboard player will surely make them a better band. I’ve  seen them twice, both times at Hershey’s. The place was packed, and then some.