The Piano Man

There is this Italian pianist who I love love love. He is probably my favourite music to listen to, especially on Sundays. I am actually inspired by every single song he composes and plays. He's great. His name is Ludovico Einaudi. It's said exactly how it's spelt (I checked on Wikipedia), but for some reason I have taken to calling him The Piano Man all the time.

 Why does this matter, you might be asking? Well he's come up a lot in conversation the last few days / weeks / months. I think I looked up his tour dates as soon as we found out we were coming to Europe. He is Italian, so I figured Europe would give me a better chance to see him, than Canada would. And it did! On December 2nd he comes right here to me, in Vienna. The only bother: tickets are sold out. I've been looking at them for a long time now, but I kept putting off buying them. I wanted to make sure Eric was really okay with it, because it's kind of a lot of money for something only I want. He said he was several times, but for some reason I always assume he does the normal woman thing and says the opposite of what he actually thinks or feels. Silly me, he really is a man. 
Anyway, I wanted to go to this concert so so badly. I looked at tickets everyday until one day I went on, and there were none left. I think I actually cried. I was so sad. Then my birthday came around the other day, and I secretly hoped that that would be my present, but it wasn't. My birthday was still good, but since Sunday I have pretty much given up on the idea of ever going.
Until Today. This morning I realized that we are going to be all over Europe next month. From Prague to Berlin; in Poland; from Paris to London to Amsterdam. Maybe there is a date or place in those times that will work. There were two! One in Italy, and one in Germany. I was determined to find tickets so I looked for a long time this morning, while my husband so kindly got me ready for the day because I was too distracted. 

I found nothing. I am pretty discouraged and upset by this point. This was something I really really wanted to do here in Europe, and it is my own procrastination that has gotten in the way. I hate procrastination, it ruins everything. 
So I got up and finished getting ready. Wandered the house and sulked a bit, while my husband diligently kept looking and calling around. He is great. Then I suggested in passing, why not just call the Vienna Box Office and double check that they're all sold out. So he did and....SUCESS! I actually screamed with excitement. He got us two tickets (beside each other even) for The Piano Man (Ludovico Einaudi)'s concert of December 2nd, right here in Vienna! You actually can't imagine how excited I am for this, also how grateful I am that Eric didn't give up like I did. He always has the right amount of patience and determination to make it just past where I give up, to solve the problem for me. Like I said, he is a man after all. That's just what they do. 
Long story short: December 2nd. I cannot wait!