Goodness gracious, who knew I’d ever treasure sleep so much? The new job keeps going back and forth between a) having a handle on things and generally feeling swamped; and b) feeling as if I have no idea what’s going on, and all efforts are hopeless. I’m in mode A right now, so I’m a pretty happy camper.
I LOVE my director. I’ve started stage managing a show, and he’s such a doll. Plus, most of the cast is so talented and kind. I’m in heaven. Wish I could do it full-time.
Now, I hate to say it, but I’m not sad that I’m missing Happy Hour tonight. Some of us have been going, essentially every Thursday, for the last three years. I’ve loved it. And when I’ve missed it, I’ve been very sad. However, the group has changed. Some of my favorites aren’t in it anymore, and some of my non-favorites are. I see my favs who are still around outside of HH, so I don’t have to go to see them. Plus I’m poor, so dropping 35 bucks every week because some people think tipping on tax is excessive can wear on the pocketbook. So yeah, I’m not sad.
By the way, one of the cast members is my boyfriend, but doesn’t know it yet. I’m working on it. Updates to come.
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