McQueen

The trouble is with serving 17 years in the Forces, that I was taught to think differently. Not a healthy thing now unfortunately, but the Army failed to remove the 'chip' of my thought patterns.
Our Band is good, very very good. But I still get wound up before some gigs. Firstly when we got to the church last night none of the folk there knew where the key was. The Band should have at least an hour to set up , tune up and blow through one number. Unfortunately the music stands did not turn up until 20 minutes before we were due to start so the tune up and blow was well out the door. Also, someone complained that we had some wives and partners with us and they had not paid.....well this made me fume as well. We had negotiated a real drop in the fee as they were a local society and still someone moaned. The MC quite rightly said that we could all go home and not play if that was the case. We stayed and we played.
So this is where the problem is. People tell me not to worry so much. Well, I can't help that. See I only want the best and I really do care about all the lads and lasses in the Band and am very proud of them. However, as a team you can only move as fast as your slowest member if you want to move forward together. I need to not 'care' as much as I do get a tad stressed but not entirely my fault. Actually the Concert went very well, including the joint number at the end and I only think the Band would have noticed the nearly false start. All ,in all a good night but not for me playing wise a fault I really need to work on.
After all this I was looking forward to getting home and watching a good movie. As always, I let the Hamster out to have the run of the house in his ball. After about half an hour I realised it had got very quiet. To my horror I realised that the door had come off his ball and he was nowhere to be seen. I spent the next hour and a half hunting in every dark corner. I finally found him curled up in the Back of the freezer near the warm motor.
So lunch today is Hamster Kebabs.