December 15, 2007
Mr. Karen and I spent a rare night at the theater, going to see a show at the Detroit Opera House. (The Lion King, whose run here just happened to start the same day as our WDW vacation.) Nights like these would be less rare if I could be less anxious about them; I worry about what to wear, I worry about getting there on time, I worry about how long the line for the restroom will be at intermission, etc., etc. I need to get a grip. And maybe some Depends.