Friday, I woke up around 6:15, which seems to be happening a lot--even though my alarm is set for 7. I usually stay in bed until I hear my roommate's car leave--he works at 7--then I get up and shower. After hearing his car leave, I stayed in bed a little longer, trying to sleep, but after about ten minutes I gave up and started to head to the shower. When I left my room, there was my roommate. I showered, confused as to why he was back. A while later, he came out of his room, because he couldn't sleep. Apparently, what had happened was he slept with his contacts in, and this caused him pain. He said he nearly crashed three times within a few blocks of driving, so he just called in sick and came back. He then spent most of the day playing The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time on his N64.
That afternoon, my future roommate showed up, because we were going to hang out. He wanted to help me learn to drive, so I hopped behind the wheel of his car and we were off. We got lost on some country roads north of Solon, saw a hawk and a deer, fishtailed a little bit on a gravel road, eventually found our way back to Solon, then came back and drove around downtown. Upon returning, I realized I had driven for about 2 and a half hours--most of it lost on country roads. Shortly after that, my phone received texts saying he was on his way.....three hours after they were sent.
I spent most of Saturday watching Stargate SG-1. 13 episodes in one day may have been a bit much. I also watched the movie Eight Men Out. As a White Sox fan, that story just makes me sad....and angry....and sad.
Today started off normally. I got up at 4:30, knowing that I was on the schedule for setup at 6. My roommate and I picked up his fiancee, and headed over. At 6, there were only 4 people there, counting my roommate's fiancee... And we couldn't use the loading dock... And the normal children's ministry area was taken. When asking why, the head of the tech side of things found out we weren't on the Marriott's schedule for that day. (3 more people showed up by that point--so 7, when we normally have about 10)
As proof that God loves Veritas, the personnel decided to let us have our normal room anyway. Nobody else was using it, and there was even a smaller room nearby for the kids. Unfortunately, there had been a wedding reception in our usual room the night before, so they had to change it over last-minute. They were a real blessing. I wonder if they've ever had to change a room around while the group they were setting it up for was also setting up their own stuff.
While hooking the main speakers onto the truss system, I dropped a piece of one of the safety cables, and it bounced under the stage. While one guy on the floor was looking for it, I leaned out, trying to see it so I could point it out to him. I overbalanced, so I had a choice to make. My options were:
- Do nothing and simply fall on his back
- Step on his back
- Jump over him and try not to hurt myself on landing
- Grab the truss to steady myself
Options 1 and 4 didn't occur to me at the time. 4 was probably the best option, but having not thought of that, I went with 3. I jumped. I couldn't manage to get my feet under myself and land properly, so I fell to my knees and injured myself. (Don't worry, I'm fine now)
We also had two new projectors, so we got to set those up as well--and not go through the hassle of setting up the old one. During practice, the female vocalist was laughing at all the techies fawning over the image clarity offered by the new projectors, but hey, we're kinda nerdy.
Everything was ready in time for church, so most people there wouldn't have even known about the booking issue--or anything else. But like I said, sleepy now.
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