A.D.D. + O.C.D. = O.K.?

So, I figured my A.D.D./O.C.D. husband would blow a gasket this evening -- we took 49 kids, a costumer, a few parents, the vocal director, assistant director, and HIM (the director/choreographer) and went from the rehearsal space in Elkhart to the Bristol Opera House for the first rehearsal in our new space. We dealt with everyone changing back and forth into costumes, getting used to the new space, a new sound system, re-blocking/re-choreographing some of the numbers, and running the entire first act of the show.

But he... was fine! He maintained composure, didn't kill anyone, and didn't burn the Opera House down. I'm extremely proud of him! And honestly -- it really didn't go badly at all! I think (and I hesitate to say this because it frightens me just a little) that if he were to direct a regular show on the season, I wouldn't mind him being my director.

Maybe.

I read some more of "Under the Tuscan Sun" last night before bed, but my hot bubble bath eluded me. Sneaky, those baths. I thought I didn't have time, so I got into my comfy bed and finally warmed up under the freezing covers, then I realized that football was, yes, STILL on so I HAD had time, but now I didn't want to get out from under the warm covers into the cold air, even if it meant I'd end up in a hot bath, because I knew that after the hot bath, I'd have to walk back through the cold air to the now luke-warm covers.

And I have some major news to report:

MY DOGS SLEPT THROUGH THE NIGHT. I wonder if this is a joy that mothers of newborns experience, only to realize that it's a fluke and the next night it probably will not happen again. I'll let you know tomorrow. Honestly, if someone is waking me up three times a night, I'm more than a little perturbed that it's a husky and not a newborn baby.

Time for a little relaxation before tomorrow, when it starts all over again.

I booked a little mini-vacation for the hubby and I today, though... more than a little excited about that! More info to come, probably after the fact, though.

I love my husband. He's pretty fantastic, and I don't say that often enough. I most certainly could not do what he does -- not all day long at work, and not at night directing 49 kids!

SJS