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Reluctant jazz

Oddly enough, I'm writing from the office. Just stopped by to work on a loose end or two on my way to Jazz Alley. I'm meeting three women from church there-- each has a unique way of getting on my nerves. That's my hangup, not theirs. They're wonderful people and I'm an impatient ass. It sure won't get any better if I don't make any effort to be with them and get to know them better, so I go.

I'd rather curl up on the couch, to be honest. Not to avoid this particular company. I just don't feel like being out, or social, or anything at all. All in all, however, it's a pretty pleasant thing to be reluctant about. Jazz is good. I do count myself blessed. I'm just being honest about the rest.