Well, “next week” of yesterday’s post is now “this week.” We start rehearsals on Wednesday, and our chances of having the five songs I mentioned finished by then are looking good.
However, so as not to be led astray by o’erweening ambition, I have arranged for the Search for Love in Manhattan to be hosted, starting tomorrow and running through next Tuesday, by a very special guest blogger. He’s witty, he’s wise.
He’s my therapist.
So if you’re lucky, you’ll all end up as emotionally healthy as I am.
Oh, wait.
You mean we can all skip our sessions with our own therapists over the next week and just read your blog instead? Thoughtful and economical!
Wait, you told your *therapist* about your blog?