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Today I have become a director...of sorts. I am now pretty much in full control of the long awaited pantomime which will happen in December and I can't wait. The lights. The music. The excitement. The applause. This is where I thrive. This is the place that made me feel complete. Writing and performing are the only things that stir my heart in this way.
The only negative of this wondrous tale is that it may not actually come to fruition. Alas, the wonderful university opportunity has taken it's toll on my yearly pantomime performances in the sense that the very usual Thursday rehearsals will have to be changed. If they cannot be changed, I cannot be involved. The one year I pluck up enough courage to say 'I want to help direct' and lo and behold there's a chance I may not be able to! Typical!
I just had a sudden rush of butterflies in my stomach. That was odd. It was like a flutter of love mixed with panic. I don't know quite what happened.
Other than my pantomime excitement I decided to wind my mam up by putting her washing out to dry with at least ten pegs on each item of clothing. Needless to say the rain appeared and it took her quite some time to remove them all. I had obviously left by then. Ah, the joys of being a naughty daughter. I also hid and scared the living wotsit out of my sister too earlier. It has been a productive day overall.
I met a new lady in work today. She, I believe, is to become a regular of mine. She kept telling me her husband had come back from the dead and there was a man living in the loft. I am easily scared so this did me no favours at all, as you can imagine. I get to go back again tomorrow. This time I will use my distraction techniques. It would have been nice to be told what kind of person I would be dealing with.
It is only a brief post today as I have to go back to work.
Wish me luck for later.
Hannah xox
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