Well…I’m back from a great week in Long Beach Island. I was prepared to get on tonight and give the details of the week, as well as, the remainder of my move this weekend, however, my spirits are dimmed. In the midst of my umteenth round of moving today, I managed to snag my guitar case on the door, at which point the case opened and my 12-string slammed into the concrete outside my house. Needless to say, the guitar was not ok. In fact, there are a couple cracks and part of the body separated from the inlay. I am too upset to write about the week yet. Maybe later or tomorrow. š
If today was any foreshadowing of how 27 is going to be, I don’t think I want my birthday to come.