I expected to be older than most of the students on campus and in my classes.
I expected that moving to a smaller town than I'm used to would make me bored.
I expected to not have much of a social life.
I definitely didn't expect to make friends with a married couple, our age, without kids (and happy with that for the foreseeable future), and - bonus - who like all the same not-really-mainstream bands that we do.
I also didn't expect to road trip to concerts several hours away on nights when I have class the following morning like I did when I was 18.
But I guess life is just funny like that?
In college, back when Ben and I were just friends, going to concerts was our thing. And since our mountain valley university wasn't exactly a major stop for most tours, going to concerts meant a lot of driving. We'd listen to music on the way, talk about our favorite bands, sing along to our favorite albums (ok, he would - I'm too shy to sing in front of other people). We must have taken somewhere around 20 or 30 road trips together over those few years and, somewhere along the way, we fell in love.
After an exhausting, lonely week that tested my patience and my sanity, a Sunday night spent with good people and good music was just what I needed - even if it meant only getting 5 hours of sleep before a 5:30am Monday morning alarm. It left me dragging my feet a little more than usual, even for a Monday, #103 was worth it.
In college, back when Ben and I were just friends, going to concerts was our thing. And since our mountain valley university wasn't exactly a major stop for most tours, going to concerts meant a lot of driving. We'd listen to music on the way, talk about our favorite bands, sing along to our favorite albums (ok, he would - I'm too shy to sing in front of other people). We must have taken somewhere around 20 or 30 road trips together over those few years and, somewhere along the way, we fell in love.
After an exhausting, lonely week that tested my patience and my sanity, a Sunday night spent with good people and good music was just what I needed - even if it meant only getting 5 hours of sleep before a 5:30am Monday morning alarm. It left me dragging my feet a little more than usual, even for a Monday, #103 was worth it.
i am the worlds worst singer and i can almost guarantee you that i will sing in front of you in DC. be prepared. i'm glad you had a good time at your 103rd concert, and i hope you've caught up on your sleep now. it's nice when life turns out differently than you expected :)
ReplyDeleteCoffee is what days after nights like that was made for :)
ReplyDeleteI love that you are still going out and enjoying the things you always did! Age is just a number after all :)
ReplyDeleteHow fun! John and i used to love going to concerts when we were dating. Recently, it seems as though we just haven't made the time. This weekend, we're going to see a Beatles cover band and I can't wait! It's important to make time for the things you used to enjoy! Sometimes you forget just how much you need it.
ReplyDeleteLife definitely likes to surprise us! Sounds like going to your 103rd concert was a great choice!
ReplyDeleteOh, those road trips. Sometimes it feels like everything important that's happened to me in love happened in the car. Glad you treated yourself and had fun <3
ReplyDeleteI looooooove live music. Love it. Sadly for us, the majority of the bands I want to see always choose to play in Nashville, which is a solid 3 hour drive. I just can't be doing that on school nights. I mean, I'll make exceptions if the band is truly WORTH it, ya know? But I can't go as often as I would like. I miss being able to go to shows constantly.
ReplyDelete103 concerts you go girl!! Glad you went out and had a blast!
ReplyDeleteSooo much fun!!! I'm so glad your college experience again has been pleasantly surprising you :) love live music!!! Nothing better :)
ReplyDeletePeter and I were just talking today about how we need to go on more road trips and concerts! It's fun and easy to see them in your city but it always makes it a little more of adventure when you go to new places! :)
ReplyDeleteSometimes you just have to make that road trip, even when you know that the next morning will be a rough one. Sounds like a great time!
ReplyDeleteYay! It's so important to make time for the things you love. I think it's what keeps me sane and feeling like myself during those tough weeks. I totally thought when we went back to school that we would be the oldest people on campus, but that is so far from the truth. And we've actually met so many more like-minded people than we ever would have if we hadn't made the move and the decision to go back to school.
ReplyDeleteI love that you did this!! I do think it's important to do what you love. The phrase 'living for the weekend' is stupid in my opinion because we are adults and should just live for whatever day we want!! I hope you can keep doing fun things you enjoy when you least expect it :)
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