Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Sleep Deprived

I am an introvert.  It's no secret.  And it is getting worse the older I get.  Being an introvert means that I get my energy from being by myself, holed up in my room with a cup of tea and Netflix.  This is where I am the majority of most week nights because, after being around children and other adults and having to be "on" all day, I am exhausted.  What is the point of this rambling nonsense?  Well, I wanted to make it very clear that what I did last night was way, way out of the ordinary.

I went to a concert.  On a Tuesday.  An hour away.  That didn't start until 9.  If there is anything that is going to keep me in real people clothes past 6pm, it's a concert.  I have been so very lucky in my life and have gotten to see many, many concerts.  I love to dance and be right up front and scream all of the words.  It is also one of the things boyfriend and I have in common, so we frequent concerts.  I bought him Jack White tickets for his birthday one year.  He almost died of excitement.

Us at Slightly Stoopid last year.

When we heard one of our favorite turn-it-up-as-loud-as-possible-and-scream-your-heart-out bands was coming to two local venues, we jumped on the chance to get tickets.  The Devil Makes Three is one of our very favorite bands and we were so excited to see them live because they are a great dancing band.  Boyfriend bought my mom, his mom, and my brother tickets as well.  So, after class, I rushed home to make the hour long trek down to the show.  I was proud of my mom for being out of her bed past 6:30pm on a school night too.

Where we went is an incredibly small venue, so we got spots right up front, exactly where I love to be.  The Brother's Comatose opened for them and they were amazing.  They are a band of actual brothers from San Francisco, so they were practically local.  Their performance was great and they did fun things like this.

Boyfriend and I danced and danced.  My mom took pictures.  

My brother plays the guitar and boyfriend plays the bass and drums and is learning the banjo (be still my heart), so they always music geek out at these things.

Shortly after The Devil Makes Three started, a mosh pit also started.  It was incredibly weird because the genre is absolutely not moshing music.  So, boyfriend, brother, boyfriend's mom and I spent the entire hour and a half set using our stabilizer muscles trying not to get knocked over.  I've never been so happy in my entire life that I squat on a regular basis.

They were amazing performers, but I was distracted by trying not to get knocked over and trampled, so it was a little disappointing that I couldn't dance the way I wanted.  There was one moment that I was laughing so hard I was crying because I never thought I'd ever be in a mosh pit with my mother on a Tuesday night.  I can cross that off my bucket list.  Boyfriend's paramedic partner was also at the concert and he's built like a tank, so he saved us from a lot of the shoving.  

Notice I didn't include my mom in the list of people who were using their stabilizer muscles?  My mom is known for her picture taking.  She takes her camera EVERYWHERE.  And it's not just a small point and shoot.  It's a Cannon 60D.  With a huge lens.  So, she had it.  Right up front.  And she was mistaken for the press.  So everyone left her alone.  She stayed in her spot right up front and center for the entire show.  It was the best story of the night.  At one point a girl shouted, "GIVE THE WOMAN SPACE!  SHE'S WITH THE PRESS!"  No.  She wasn't.  She's just my mom.

It's never far from her side.

It was a really fun concert and I have no bruises.  I didn't get to bed until 1am and I had to be up at 6.  Needless to say, it is now 6pm and I am falling asleep at the table.  I think I will crawl into bed and not come out until tomorrow morning.  Seeing them was totally worth coming out of my introvert shell.  Concerts always are worth it.

Are you an introvert or an extrovert?  


  1. I am such an introvert as well. You said it perfectly clear with the mention of being around kids and other adults all day long making you mentally exhausted. That's exactly how I feel on a daily

    Looks like you had a great time at the concert :)

  2. I am a total introvert, and I would never survive being right up front at a concert like that (actually, I'd probably survive but the husband would not, he hates crowds and he hates loud even more than I do). Sounds like you had a great time though! Hope you catch up on sleep soon :)

  3. Wow I am tired just reading that you went to a concert on a Thurs that didn't start until nine. Seriously. I am sometimes and extrovert and sometimes an introvert. But when I'm done with work on a week night, I am in my PJs and in bed by nine, no ifs ands or buts.

  4. Seriously, we are soul mates. I L.O.V.E concerts!!!!!!!! I love dancing and screaming the words!!!
    Yay for doing something different! I bet you crashed the next night, I know I would have :)