I'm doing some young toddler (12-24 months old) programs tomorrow and next Tuesday. It's been awhile since I've actively worked in my chosen profession for actual pay, but I'm more worried about the commute than I am about the storytimes. Some people get stage fright. I get road jitters. The drive is always much better than I anticipate, but even after 5 years' driving experience I can still give myself goosebumps imagining horrid things that might happen along the way. Maybe my new trousers will inspire confidence:
Note: The shirt is tucked in for illustrative purposes only! That way, you can see the draw-string with the star buttons attached:
I was going to wear these trousers on Mother's Day, but I didn't even get them finished until last night. Now, I'm so pleased with them that I need to sing a happy little song:
Thrift Shop, by Dan Zanes.
I plan to learn the chords to this song, even though the F# is intimidating. Still, it's not as intimidating as the interstate highway.