Though that’s not really what I’ve been doing. I’ve actually accomplished quite a bit in the last three weeks.

I rocked the After the Fall callback, though I didn’t get the role, it went to an ensemble member. Which is fine. That whole experience has shown me that I can compete here, and that’s a really powerful thing to know about myself.

I cleaned the house from top to bottom.

I’ve seen a LOT of good theatre:

1) Brian Dennehy in Krapp’s Last Tape, which is one of the most amazing things I’ve ever experienced. I actually wrote a thank you note to Mr. Dennehy, it was that powerful.

2) A friend’s graduate school production of Crave at DePaul, which was gorgeous and powerful and tremendously moving. It grounded me. Rooted me right to my chair. I was in this awesome meditative state, wholly alert, but completely relaxed. Heather, by the way, had the exact opposite reaction to it. She was so tense during the performance that she had a headache by the end.

3) The Silent Theatre Company’s contribution to RhinoFest, which was riveting and delightful. They have some tremendous performers in their ensemble.

I joined Facebook.

I had some incredible food. I discovered the Dixie Kitchen and Bait Shop in Evanston, treated myself to a brunch at Tweet, and devoured chenjeh kabob at Masouleh. I also discovered the red wine of my dreams at Webster’s Wine Bar and instantly pledged to some day travel to Greece to visit the winery that produces it. Oh! And noshed on moussaka from an amazing Greek restaurant some friends took me to in Aurora.

I read a whole bunch of Agatha Christie. She is AWESOME brain candy.

I’ve had some lovely conversations, both in person and on the phone with people who keep checking in to make sure I’m okay. What lovely, wonderful friends and family I have.

I visited the Diamonds exhibit at the Field Museum (don’t bother, it’s really not worth the $10), and the newly re-opened Grainger Hall of Gems (also at the Field and free on the 2nd Monday of every month, well worth that price).

I had a job interview that went very well, for contract and temp work through one of the best agencies in the city. They’re very excited to have me coming on and gave a nice payment range for my potential gigs. A NICE price range.

I cried a lot.

I raged a lot.

I cried a whole bunch more.

I made art. Both in the book I’m exchanging with my friend Laura and in a set of cards I’ll post photos of here at some point.

I worked in the kitchen for a friend’s mother’s 70th birthday party. It was a great party, I had a wonderful time, and I was thrilled to be able to participate. Thanks again, Isabel, for thinking of me.

I drove out to Aurora to watch the Superbowl with friends.

I medicated and worried about and cared for and loved and snuggled with my three girls. Things would feel so much more bleak without them.

I made hummus and coconut banana bread muffins.

I took a lot of long and brisk walks.

I started doing yoga again. In my entryway, where there is juuuust enough room for it and a mirror on the closet door so I can check my positions.

I worked on stuff for the jazz festivals.

I agreed to be a co-coordinator for the Chicago area alumni group for my original alma mater.

I scheduled an audition with the Chicago Shakespeare Theatre. (Think good thoughts for me on Thursday afternoon!!!!!)

So I’ve actually done quite a bit. What I haven’t done is made any big decisions. And I think that’s okay. I’m only three weeks into this new life. I am not going to rush into anything. I’m going to think and work and create and figure it out as I feel ready to take each new step. Which, if I feel it’s shareable, I’ll document here.