Tired sounds about right for me, too, given the pace of my working life; the regular 18 hour days of the basic tours exhaust me and I am grateful for the more relaxed days when I get to not work so hard. I’ve said this before, and will no doubt say it again, but this is the hardest touring job that I have ever done.
Yesterday was Territory Day, where the denizens of this state get to celebrate their sheer bloody mindedness by blowing things up/setting things on fire/maiming themselves, and I got back off tour exhausted but determined to buy the odd firework and (safely) blow things up. I had sort of arranged for somebody to pick me up some fireworks but it became apparent that work had overtaken other things and I really could understand that level of commitment so I was fine with the fact that fireworks wouldn’t personally happen for me but I knew I could enjoy the entire town’s worth of mayhem, regardless.
Alas, when I was driving home I saw a “FIREWORKS HERE!” banner and I walked into a late opening store and, unfortunately, but reflexively said “I’ll have the other one”, when the girl in front of me asked if a specific pack was still available and was told that there were only two left; I then found myself the proud possessor of $100 worth of assorted bangs and flashes.
Got home and my roomies were away and I was too timid to set any fireworks off myself and instead watched/heard drunken revelling/saw panicked dogs/loud bangs and bright flashes for about 15 minutes before I fell asleep, amid the sounds and lights of what approximated a WW3 apocalypse.
They are still going today.
I am left with a bit of regret for not setting any fireworks off and a tiny bit of sadness for not having people I love around to share it with but, on the whole, I really enjoyed the entire concept.
There was a lot of deafening sound action and a lot of blinding eye action and the hope that others might appreciate my surplus: luckily, I think I have friends who might be ok with this, given my pathetic amount of explosive action at the time and my obvious (in hindsight) accumulation.