I am a mess at work today. Reasons for this include but are not limited to:
- My Angry Uterus Being Angry All The Time
- RENT rehearsals are going later and longer and we're getting down to the wire and have had three casting changes of principal roles to date, the latest happening just yesterday, so we're pushing opening back a week to break in our new people. I've never been in a show that has had so many problems; but, then again, when Jonathan Larson was putting up RENT for the very first time all those years ago, he had the same problem (thought admittedly much worse, since he was working on this for months and months rather than just 6 weeks, not to mention the fact that Larson's untimely death happened right before their opening night of previews).
- Since rehearsals are getting me home past midnight every night, I'm having a harder and harder time getting up for work and being in as early as I need to be. I stayed out yesterday because I was just so exhausted, and because I was experiencing a bout of fevers that seem to be accompanying the activity related to My Angry Uterus Being Angry All The Time. Speaking of, I should probs call my doctor about that today.
- Fifty dollars. Every two days. For my gas tank. It's gettin' old, kids.
- Early application deadlines are approaching for grad schools, and I'm mostly just waiting on my letters of recommendation, because I want to get them in early so I can take advantage of the cheaper fees before they double, and even though my recommenders are awesome and will write glorious things about me, I feel anxious relying on other people who have busy lives teaching and stuff to get back to me in a timely manner. Oy.
- Did I mention that I never have time for anything? I get up barely in time for work, spend all day at the office, speed home in time to have a small and poorly nutritioned dinner before heading back out the door to drive to the other side of Atlanta for rehearsal, then six-seven hours later, I'm heading back home, finally having a moment to breathe at 12:30 AM and then it's off to bed so I don't oversleep for work the next day. So when I DO have things that need doing, such as doing dishes, laundry, taking a shower, answering an email, all of these things happen in the one window of Free Time that exists for me--the wee hours of the morning. Which does not help me get up for work any easier.
But amid all this craziness and blubbering at my desk and continually pressing snooze, I have a glimmer of hope: I booked the hotel for The Man's and my new year's trip to Universal. Butterbeer coma, here I come.
4 comments:
I had a similar experience when I worked for a summer camp. We would have to wake up about 6:30 or 7:00 every morning, but we worked all day until after 11 PM. So naturally, since we didn't find any time to enjoy ourselves during the day, we were simultaneously exhausted yet wide awake at nights. Which is fantastic when you have to wake up early the next day and do it all over again. I hope everything gets better for you. Time management is so very difficult, and you have a lot on your plate. I'm sure it makes it hard to keep everything balanced. But you'll make it through. You got this, lady :D And your trip to Universal will be your reward.
~SP
That's how it always seems to be this time of year, with school and other stuff and aaaaah so much to do! Lame. Oh and fifty dollars every two days? THAT'S MADNESS!!!!!!!!! Jeez gas is such a rip off, y'know, I watched Shallow Hal on tv last week (shut up I think it's a funny movie! haha) and they pulled into a gas station and it was only like $1.30 for gas! Ah those were the days (I couldn't drive back then, but I imagine they must have been glorious anyway)
Take a moment and just breathe. I totally understand the rehearsal and work stress. A couple of summers ago I was working a full 40 hours a week and assistant choreographing a show, so I was in rehearsal for 4-5 hours a night 4-5 nights a week until the couple of weeks before the show when rehearsals became 6-7 hours. Fortunately, I didn't have to drive an hour for rehearsals, but I feel your pain. Take these next couple of days to relax, enjoy yourself and SLEEP. :)
hang in there, sistah. i know it sucks big fat hairy monkey balls at the moment... but new years and that butterbeer coma really isn't that far away now. a couple more weeks, and you'll be toasting the new year with the man and drink made up by a fabulous british woman, and the only time you'll have to worry about is the perfect moment to raise your glass. you can tough it out for the next little bit. i have every faith in that.
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