PLAN B

Always, always have a Plan B.    


One of the major lessons of my life.  I live by this rule.  If you always have a Plan B, then when Plan A goes south, you have a back-up.  And voila!  Less disappointment and frustration.  So I always have a Plan B.   And many of them have turned out to be fantastic.   I expect this one will as well.


I'm in DC for my Martin Luther King Tribute Concert final rehearsal and performance.  One of my favorite concerts of the year.  We get to sing gospel.  With a real gospel choir!   It's just the most wonderful, uplifting experience each and every year.   This is probably my last one since I'm likely not to be in choir next year.  So that makes it extra special.


Well, as most of you know, my participation in the Washington Choral Arts  Society is brought to you (well, to me) by the letter D.   As in Dave.   As in wonderful ex-boyfriend Dave who has made his house in West Springfield available to me any time I need it for the past 4 years.  Usually he's not even here, since he also has a condo in DC where he lives during the week.  But on weekends, when I need to be up here, he and I can have Friday night dinner together. . . .lately . . . sushi!!!   So that is the case this weekend.  


Except that last week he told me, when I said I would be in for Friday - Sunday nights, that there would be several priests staying at his house this weekend.   Hmmmmm.   Dave is a good Catholic, and very generous with his big empty house.   So the priests are coming in for some function or another.   Yes, I could be there too.   Dave would be out of town anyway.   But really, the idea of sharing a house with multiple priests was just not something I had ever considered.  Don't know why.  But given that my comfort zone is to be in any house completely alone. . . . multiple priests?    Could I just decide it was a bucket list item  ("I've always wanted to spend the weekend in a house with multiple priests!") and go for it?   Ummm. .  . no.   I could not.


So last Tuesday I realized that for this weekend, I needed a Plan B and I needed it fast.  I considered calling one or both of my sons and suggesting I stay Saturday and Sunday night with them.  But at that point staying with priests started looking pretty good.  Then I thought about the other friends I have who live in this area.  The ones who would, after the fact, say to me,   "WHY DIDN'T YOU CALL ME?????  YOU COULD HAVE STAYED HERE!!!!!!.   But I just have a terrible time calling people and asking them if I can stay at their houses.   


But then it hit me.   The Ultimate Plan B!    I would stay in DC!  This is precisely one of the reasons I wanted to be mortgage free.  So I could afford to have cool experiences.   So I went on line and booked two nights at the George Washington Inn, a mere 4 blocks from the Kennedy Center.  I would check in after the Saturday rehearsal and then walk around town, maybe do a museum or two.  Sunday morning I could wake up, watch CBS Sunday Morning,  go have breakfast somewhere.  And then WALK to my rehearsal/performance.  After the performance I could walk back to the hotel, check out the next morning and head home.  Eureka!    LOVED this idea.   Made the reservations.  Less expensive than my two nights in Venice, Florida, and that includes parking the car.


So tonight I'm at Dave's.  Yes, we had sushi.   I'll leave in the morning.  Gotta get out of here before the priests arrive!   Plan B. . . full steam ahead.   Except that there is winter weather coming in tonight.  It's supposed to be gone by morning, but around here no one ever knows.   


So I'll blog what happens if it's interesting enough.  Wouldn't want to bore all my loyal fans. In the meantime, I'll check the sky and maybe consider a Plan C!