Karen and the Band Part Deux

I was joking with Julio on the way over to my second audition that there would be another woman there to one up me.  And there was.  Well, let's say we have different qualities to our voices.  And she was my neighbor.  We both drove a half an hour to sing our hearts out.  My son actually had a crush on her daughter in kindergarten.  So while we were waiting for the last band member, we gabbed for awhile.  We were both old enough to not have any competition between us.  At least, I was not in the least competitive.  I was having fun doing what I love.  We both were cheering for eachother and having a good time doing some back up as well.  As I watched her on stage, I could definetly feel she was a better fit.  It's not my low self-esteem showing through, it's my objective view of the situation.  She had no inhibition to singing Hard to Handle and did a great job of making up the words.  It's just not my cup of tea.  Will I lose out on this band because of that?  Am I a musical snob?  Music is just so personal to me and call me crazy, but I have to like what I sing. They are still auditioning people and are not in any way ready to make a decision.  I had so much fun to keep me going for the rest of the year just to do something with music.  I can't just be a housewife.  I can't just be a mother.  Some women are completely fulfilled or overwhelmed in those areas to not think about things they are passionate about.  You have to carve out that time for yourself.  Even if the kids whine that you're going out or say, "Mom sitting at that audition was really boring." I say no one died of boredom.  I watched firsthand how being a housewife full-time can make you forget who you are and sometimes ruin you.  In the long run, your kids respect you more if they see you are happy.  I have to tell myself that while my kids are still young and complain.