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Tuesday, February 05, 2008
Busy Bee I walked home from class just about an hour and a half ago and it felt like I hadn't done it in forever. The last two weeks have been filled with so much theatre stuff that I haven't felt like a student at all. I had company in from out of town over the weekend and just wrapped up my show on Saturday night. Photos and stories from the stage will hopefully be posted here sometime in the near future. The shows all went well, even though opening night wasn't all that great, and I had a handful of peeps in the audience every night. My kitchen table is filled with the most beautiful lilies, campanulas, and white roses and a small pile of cards sits on my desk. Thanks to all who came to see and support me - it means the world to me. In between finishing that show and school work for my distance ed course, I've managed to squeeze in a shift serving breakfasts and remember how hard it is on my feet when I work in a restaurant. Maybe my tips will help buy me a new left ankle. Or maybe I can cultivate my energy with Falun Gong and my feet will repair themselves. I was back at work in the office Monday morning and back at office hours on campus later that day, back in class today, back to discovering new artists (Sia! listen to her!) and buying concert tickets, will be back to rehearsal tonight, and kayaking tomorrow. I'm also back to being a twenty-something single housewife. With the free time (finally!) I had yesterday evening, I took a nice walk to the library, borrowed some DVDs, and then spent a full hour in the grocery store buying ingredients for the super-italiano dinner I had planned. When Nik finally came home, I had prepped a Caesar salad, fresh bruschetta, and the most humongous and delicious homemade canneloni ever. When she saw what I had done, all she could say was, "You are so cool." And no, there was no sarcasm in her voice. I really am that cool. I'm also back to realizing that I suck at being single. Because as much as I loved doing all that for me, for my roommate, or for no reason, there's something in me that just really, REALLY wants to share that with the man of my dreams. Except that he's not here. Yet. |
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