Wednesday, April 21, 2010

the mayor of tough land

it's dark in the house. eric is downstairs grading papers, and i'm in our bedroom, sitting cross-legged on the bed, watching henry and wrigley sleep. peace.

i've been directing this play-- since early february. after school, i've been hanging around with kids (who i love) and working on a play. for the first 3 and a half months, it was you can't take it with you. then, when some kids just weren't showing up to rehearsals, it became an improv show. now, i want to shoot myself for not canceling the whole thing (eric could have a huge "i told you so" moment with this whole thing, but thank god he's not doing that to me). the only reason i'm not throwing in the towel is i feel terrible for the kids who really want to do this. i feel bad for the kids who've worked so hard and spent so much time. they don't want it all to end-- i get that. but me? ugh. i am DONE-zo. i have SO MUCH TO DO.

babies are hard. did you know that? they're tough. they're tough on their own, but working a full time job makes everything even tougher. working a full time job and then volunteering to direct a spring play makes it even EVEN tougher. working a full time job, directing a spring play and planning a move? you're flat out living in tough land. no, you're the MAYOR of tough land. & this mayor? she wants a BREAK.

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