Ok. Wednesday it is, and Wednesday it shall be. At least until midnight. I’ve decided that stress is something that only happen to CEOs and poorly behaved children. It’s been one of those weeks, and as I stated, it’s just Wednesday. Close your eyes, lean your head back and picture, if you will…
You are a talented actor/musician who has just opened a show, has rehearsals staring for the opera, another show performing this weekend, and are scheduled to start rehearsals on your first show directing. (In case you haven’t guessed, it’s about me.) Now, let’s also assume that you have actors with limited schedules, a few producers that have concerns over your rehearsal schedule, you have music that doesn’t work for the songs in your show, and you have to find whatever you can on the internet or cut your own versions from the less that stellar versions you were given. Now you also know that, since this is the first time you’re directing for them, they are concerned with your abilities, and whether you can pull it off. Between your opera schedule, your two shows, and the directing, figuring out music, rewriting what doesn’t work musically, and making everyone happy (and seemingly not succeeding), you might just begin to understand what I am feeling at this particular moment. The weight on my chest is becoming a spectacular friend and is slowly evolving into a snuggie. A spectacularly heavy snuggie, but a snuggie nevertheless. This will all end soon, and I will be back to my very wonderful self. Although, I may need some help hiding the bodies.
As I said, tonight starts the rehearsals for the opera, La Boheme. I am very excited to see everyone again. It’s been a long summer. I love doing the operas. It’s such a great experience every time. It may not be the experience that you expected, but it is great. If only in the stories that you can tell all the new chorus members when they come into the group. And Boheme is one of my personal favorites. The music is exquisite, the story is heart-breakingly beautiful. It’s a grand night out. I get to have five of those grand nights.
Apparently word is getting out about my new quest for less of me. I’m getting support from the costume shop at Utah Opera. I love those people. They are wonderful in every way. Rose may have her detractors, those who are late or miss a costume fitting and incur her wrath, but over the years I have come to have the softest of spots in my heart for her and her whole crew. They are the most amazing cutters, drapers, tailors and clothing artists I know. And the resident designer is simply amazing. Susan is gifted. That’s not a word I bandy about. I have been so lucky to have been a part of Utah Opera for so many years, and count myself blessed to have known them all. They make us all look amazing on stage.
My diet continues on course. I’m still keeping the calorie count low, and adding what little exercise I can right now. The stress is freaking me out, but I’ll overcome that soon enough. So until tomorrow, have an awesome day.
Quote of the day:
“Never work before breakfast; if you have to work before breakfast, eat your breakfast first. ~Josh Billings”
1 comment:
No, you really don't bandy about praise. I mean, I'm still waiting for mine. ;)
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