A state of preparedness
Nov. 5th, 2014 05:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceOkay. I have evicted cat, and packed box. I have baked cake. I have new hat, new jeans, favourite T-shirt. I am only taking my phone in order to make a conspicuous virtue of turning it off; everyone who has this number is expected to be in that room.
Whether anyone at all will actually come - well. I have played to empty rooms before, when I was expecting full ones. We do try to have no expectations. (But a dozen of us are booked for dinner after, and people don't usually flake out of dinner. And for book-readings? A dozen is a crowd, I tell you.)
What I most want now is a drink.
Or two. Preferably two.
[EtA: knives. Knives to cut the cake. Good catch, me.]
[EtA2: ah, gin. A reliable friend to an anxious man. The glass that cheers and - yippee! - inebriates.*]
*My mother used to have a caddy-spoon that was engraved: Tea: the cup that cheers and not inebriates. In my head, for the last forty years or so, it has read ...not alas inebriates...
Whether anyone at all will actually come - well. I have played to empty rooms before, when I was expecting full ones. We do try to have no expectations. (But a dozen of us are booked for dinner after, and people don't usually flake out of dinner. And for book-readings? A dozen is a crowd, I tell you.)
What I most want now is a drink.
Or two. Preferably two.
[EtA: knives. Knives to cut the cake. Good catch, me.]
[EtA2: ah, gin. A reliable friend to an anxious man. The glass that cheers and - yippee! - inebriates.*]
*My mother used to have a caddy-spoon that was engraved: Tea: the cup that cheers and not inebriates. In my head, for the last forty years or so, it has read ...not alas inebriates...