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Spending a few week days, and most of my weekends in rehearsals for a couple of weeks caused a lot of stress for me at the radio station where I was working. During this same period, my supervisor, Becky, got a promotion and was now in charge of two stations. Her replacement didn’t really care for me or my style. She was much more type A, by the book and lists, schedules, and plans oriented than I.

Actually, I think everyone on the planet is more schedule and plans oriented than I.

At any rate, I began having a lot of time conflicts with events that I was supposed to attend for the radio station, and rehearsal.

When it came time to go into the studio, I would need to take 4 weekdays off. I had already used what little vacation time I had and my new supervisor told me in no uncertain terms that I was not going to be allowed to take those days off.

I appealed to Becky, who loved me. And while I know that she was in the right, at the time her refusal to intervene on my behalf devastated me.

It seemed that I was going to have to decide between recording this project with the real potential of a record deal, and a job that I absolutely loved with the radio station. It didn’t pay much, but the fringe benefits were amazing… I met anyone and everyone that was anyone in country music and many pop stars, I went to almost every concert in town, free cds… it was an amazing job.

But I could BE someone in country music that people working in radio stations would enjoy meeting. I could write songs and hear them on the very station where I worked.

There was really not much of a choice. I had to give up my job.