So I’m a bad bad blogger. Life is just kind of in the way. But what’s new.
It was a short work week for me this week. Monday was a holiday for some of us for Remembrance Day, although it ended up being costume fitting day for some of the kids for the play and most stores were open, so errand days.
Tuesday morning I was up at the ungodly hour of 4:45 (oh wait, I woke up at 2:45 and couldn’t fall back asleep) to catch the train to Montreal for a conference. It was very interesting and I got to see some people I don’t see often or only talk to on-line, so that was fun. I only made it out of the hotel though to cross the street for a cinnamon bun. So not so much a trip to Montreal, as a trip to a generic Hilton hotel.
Of course, while I was there, our local newspaper suddenly wanted to interview the kids and me on Wed. But of course there was no Wed. rehearsal because they were practicing for the Coffee House show at the school. Ack Ack Ack. So I did a phone interview Wednesday morning and we agreed he’d come to the theatre Thursday for the interviews. Whew.
I got home late Wednesday night by train, and then took Thursday afternoon off to talk to the tech guy with my daughter where we ran through the entire three days schedule and what we need. Thank god she understands it, because I’m kind of…. Right. Whatever you say. Then the reporter. My daughter started crying when he interviewed her. Sigh. Not bad stuff, but she is so emotionally invested in this play and what it means to her personally and the legacy and how she’s following in the footsteps of last year’s graduates whom she admired so much (and is hyperventilating because some of the ones she admired most are coming to our show). I talked to the reporter after and he felt bad, but she cries at most anything these days. Hopefully it will be in the paper this weekend and will encourage some tickets sales.
Then she was the MC of our Coffee House, so I went and watched all the kids sing. Some are really amazing, some not so much. LOL But hey, they had the guts to get up there and all the kids in the audience were super appreciative and cheered and clapped for everyone no matter how well they did.
So that’s about it. This play and work have been consuming my life. We are getting some sponsors which is nice. It’s letting me breath much easier about the money. At this point we are nearing the break even point. As long as I can pay off the theatre and the basics, everything else is gravy. The set design is coming along. My daughter’s not the only one stressed. I’ve been having trouble sleeping and with anxiety (see above being awake at 2:45) so have gotten some medication which I hope kicks in. At least if I can get some decent sleep the rest will probably be less traumatic.
On a less upbeat note, I just want to announce that my story Summer School will no longer be available for sale. I hope to have it available in the new year. It won’t be for a bit as I can’t really focus on it with the other stuff happening, but for anyone who wanted it, hang in there.