Friends are there when you need them - you do the math.

I've said this before, and I'm sure I'll say it again, but here goes: As an actor and a director, when you do not come to see my shows it is hurtful to me.

This comes up for a few reasons. I'm just coming off two shows - the only two within 2011 I acted in. The first of these was grueling - I wanted a challenge and man did I get it. But out turnout was so very low. My mother, who doesn't enjoy thought provoking theatre and especially not when it is dark and/or violent told me months in advance she would not come. Fine. I understood. I wasn't happy, but I get it. But then my friends from work, who often come to our shows didn't come, nor anyone else from my family.

Then I began Divide & Conquer with Madlab, a Survivor style competition production where five 40 minute shows are pitted against each other on Friday and Saturday nights. Throughout a four week run, the casts perform the first 10 minutes of five shows, then as shows are eliminated time is added to those remaining - the first 20 minutes of four shows, thirty minutes of three shows - culiminating with the whole forty minutes of the remaining two shows. To make matters more complicated Friday and Saturday are separate tracks so it is possible for four of the five shows to compete the final weekend.

My show, Selectosome was eliminated by a pretty wide margin on opening night - a depressing shock. We got a lot of laughs so I'd thought we were potentially safe. Saturday night we stayed in to compete last night. Yesterday, I woke up with almost no voice. Determined not to be the reason we went home for good I spent the whole day finding the best things to give me as much voice as possible and carrying a notepad with which to communicate while on vocal rest.

In the end we got voted off by a margin of 6 votes. Ouch. I'm sad we won't continue on, but even more so I'm feeling two things - the audience doesn't know what they're missing and apparently I have no friends.

Our show starts slow & a little dry, but the ending is amazing. It's like the Arrested Development of the shows - a slow build you don't want to miss.

Over the three nights we did perform, each night when the voting begin all of the casts filed onstage and I looked out of the friendly faces who (surely!) would be there to support me... and each of those night none of those faces were there.

I guess I'll have to have Husband hang enough white twinkle lights in the yard to make me forget.

Freefalling

I'm overwhelmed. There I said it. Sometimes it seems things go really right for a long time... sometimes its the opposite. I've been living in that opposite for about 5 months. That's longer than anyone should have to. Sadly its gotten so bad now that I am vehemently angry a lot of the time. I know that I need a break - a vacation - a spa day, but all those things take money. Lots of people in my life laugh that off, saying "oh just have hubby rub your back". I'm sure I sound greedy or something when I say that's not good enough.
I have been living with constant back pain. Not lower back, fix-it-with-yoga-or- situps-pain, but pain clustered inside my shoulderblade that feels like a small boulder lodged itself deep in there. I'm easily hurt but those I care about - because I so rarely really let people in. These days it's hard to think of a time I'm not either crying or grinding my teeth.
So it terrifies me that in just a short period of time - days really I have to buck up and make people believe there's a reason I'm in charge of a whole production. It should be the oasis in my emotional wreckage, but I'm really just scared that I want it to work well so badly I'm delusional.
I'm pretty sure in the morning I'll regret having publicly posted this, but sometimes you have to let go and trust blindly right?

"If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs, it's just possible you haven't grasped the situation." - Jean Kerr

I live on a day to day basis with a certain level of stress. You might surmise that from the fact I have developed hives from stress twice within the past 4 months. You also might choose to attribute this stress to the fact that I have two jobs. From 9-5 I play the role of mild-mannered (ha) customer service agent, but from 5pm on (as well as pretty much my entire waking life) I am the VP/Literary Manager of Raconteur Theatre Company.

For reasons which have never been clear to me there is a general assumption that theatre is easy. We are painted as "slackers" and I can tell you from experience a degree in theatre garners no respect from hiring managers. This is really interesting to me because really what are actors but salespeople, teachers, observers and illuminators of the human condition? Directors and Producers are project managers. Our jobs never end and we work like dogs to get every nuance in exactly the way we want it - while putting out constant fires along the way. Truly, this is a job you have to love... and I do.

If you've ever heard a thespian complaining about tech week, (sometimes referred to as "hell week") you've seen the sense of mingled joy, exhaustion, insecurity, excitement and pain inherent in that bitching. But we do it because we love it.

Just the other day my well-meaning sister and an equally concerned co-worker asked me why I do this when it means my life is so busy. They were surprised by my answer - I'm so much happier when I'm involved in a production. Yes, the rehearsals gnaw huge chunks of time out of my life, deprive me of sleep and regular meals; but there's a freeing stillness to this work. This IS my stress relief.

Ginger Baths, Parsley Tea, & Yoga

So I'm currently boiling half a pound of ginger root on the stove. Why? So I can take my first ginger bath of course!


Confused? Yeah, I would be too. Apparently it's meant to be good for hives, and I have hives. Boy do I have hives. Awful, itchy, prickly, miserable hives. This is the second time I have had them in the past four months and I'm told they are brought on by my stress.

This just seems like a big joke to me. I'm super stressed all the freaking time... so in addition to that I get to be itchy and miserable?! No, thank you! The best part is all the people who hear this and tell me (a) What do you have to be stressed about? or (b) Well you need to figure out a way to reduce that stress!

This is brand new information. Really.

Why am I stressed....
  • I work a job I never wanted and don't really like. The only positive things I have gained through the years of performing this job are healthcare, a decent wage, and most importantly to me - normal work hours. This schedule permits me to do what I love - theatre - and this is now being threatened. I don't want to have to find another job, but if I have to work hours which extend past 5:30pm I will be forced to.
  • There's never enough money and I am the bread-winner. The twinge of a feminist in me should love that. I don't. I hate it. I hate the pressure it brings. I feel caged. I'm tired and worn out. After doing this for 7 years, I would like to take a break and be a kept woman.
  • I have a job I ADORE, but it doesn't pay. This causes some people to call it a 'hobby". Considering the fact that I spend most of my waking hours thinking about this job in some form, stressing about how to make the company better, how we're going to do everything we need to do with the little man power we have... although I'm not a violent person, when I hear this comment it's like I become the Hulk inside. The anger rages and I want to beat things. Also, it shows me you're not really my friend. If you were you would see how incredibly rude and disrespectful I find that to be and keep your mouth shut.
  • I want to do too much. I want to make both of my jobs better, I want to sing in the choir at church, I want to do all the chores, run all the errands, make all the money, read all the books, ... and I can't.
  • Everyone in my life has too much going on, so even though I know I have friends it doesn't much feel like I do.

Right, so where's the time I should be fitting in the yoga to de-stress (and de-hive) myself?

21 Days

I've been told it takes 21 days to form a new habit. A few things just happened all at once; I decided to actually pay attention to my health and started a couple new medications which resulted in a lot more energy; I had a big meeting at work and I realized I didn't fit any of my nice pants; and lent begins this week. So, I decided to start my lenten promise a week early. On Feb 6th I decided for lent I would work out a minimum of 30 minutes per day, preferably a full hour per day - even if it's just on the wii fit that's far better than nothing.


Last week I almost stuck to it. I did an hour from Sunday - Wednesday which is 5.5 hours total. With today that's 6.5 hours and I according to the wii fit I have lost 3.5 lbs! There are 45 days in lent including Sundays (although Sundays are not really part of lent).

So for lent I am giving up being lazy and fat and I am hoping by doing so I make it a permanent habit. Also this should knock some stuff off my list. It's win-win.

Onward!

2009 has come and gone. I have not made nearly the progress I would have liked to have made but I just can't upset about that. When I look back on the past year I see so many challenges we have made it through and I'm so happy about that journey. I'm going to try to reinvest myself in this list, but as with my walkabout in high school I've much through failure.

When this 1,001 days are up I will make a new list - but next time I will use the list much more for trying new things than reinventions of myself. I made it hard on myself by making so many bullets things I had to stick with for a period of time. I still want very much to run a 5k and I strongly believe I almost made it last year so I will start that program up again. I found I really enjoy running outside and even more so when I bring Gatsby with me so I think the winter portion will be very tough for me. That leaves me with a few undesirable options: drive to mom & dad's to use their treadmill where I don't enjoy being praised for trying to lose weight, run outside in the cold and wet or join the local rec center. Maybe this is the year I figure the costs to join the rec center.

2010 has started pretty rough, but there are some really positive things on the horizon. I am tentatively hopeful that this will be the year we finally gain some ground and begin to feel like established adults.

slacker.

Once again I have been a major slacker. Let's see..
In the past couple months I have:
Tried a slew of new recipes! Learning to cook with no oil is a challenge. Tortilla Pie, Zucchini Muffins, Vegetarian Sloppy Joes, Watermelon salad, a scary pasta dish, a veg dish which shoudl not have had peas in it - my favorites ended up being ones i created.

Taken my cat to the vet 2-3 times. (Not fun!)

gained weight. don't ask me how. i am meant to be losing weight.

Hosted my mother in law for a week (it was lovely).

Had my parents over for dinner. Had coworkers over for dinner (very fun!)

Detoxed from caffeine, it wasn't intentional but it did result in me drinking a lot more water.

Read a stack of books ; at least six, maybe more.s