Jeopardy

So a little over two months ago, while sick with a bad cold, I missed a call. Surprising me most of all, there was a message. So, I listened to it and it was from a woman from Jeopardy. I had tried out in June, the day before my golden birthday, and now I had made it to the show.

She asked if I was available the first week of March so I said yes.  Then I asked her to tell me the dates again.

I studied and studied books about religion and music and general knowledge and trivia and science and movies.

And then we flew out to LA. I had to be at the lot at 7:45 and I missed my shuttle, but a taxi got me there in time. It was a whirlwind, everything blending together as we discussed the legal aspects of the game and did makeup and finally went on the stage for practice. It was huge and the monitors were much smaller than I expected.

So we practiced and I did great, probably one of the best.

And then I watched one game and the returning champ kicked all of their butts. And then it was my turn!

I couldn't believe I was going to be on Jeopardy! And I did fine. I answered some questions right and had control of the board and I told a great story about my husband and the first time I auditioned for Jeopardy! And then I lost, by a lot.

So now what? What dream, what goal do I set for myself now? It's amazing to cross an item off my bucket list, but sad, too. Is this how it always feels?