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April 28, 2005
The Longest Day of My Year So Far
This is what I did yesterday:
6:15am - Got up (an hour earlier than usual), did knee exercises, showered, ate breakfast, etc.
9:00am - Taught Acting Class #1. Had a huge amount of fun, the students really seemed to get a lot out of it. In fact, several of them thanked me for it later in the day. Two said they hadn't wanted to stop working/rehearsing when it was over.
10:30am - Did knee exercises.
11:00am - Taught Acting Class #2. Also fun. It's always fascinating to me to see how different the personalities of classes can be.
12:30pm - Went home for lunch. Iced knee.
1:30pm - Movement class in the old arboretum. Watched and performed final projects.
3:15pm - Ate energy bar in the car because I wasn't going to have time to get dinner.
3:30pm - Not-for-Profit Arts Administration class. 2 1/2 hours of lecture and animated discussion. Class was cancelled last week, but we managed to completely catch up lecture-wise.
5:57pm - Walked into the Hartung. My call is 5:45, and today it was 4pm for a pickup rehearsal, but the stage manager knew I wasn't going to make it because of the class. So I was late, but not so late that I didn't get everything done in time. And I was excused because I was in class.
7:30pm - Curtain. The show went really well. Good house, probably 75 people, which is pretty remarkable for a Wednesday night on the Palouse.
9:37pm - Final tableau. Staying in costume for photo call.
11:15pm - Released from photo call. Getting out of makeup and costume. Haven't eaten since energy bar at 3:15. (I didn't realize I hadn't eaten in 8 hours until just now when I typed this in.) Tired, cranky, headachy.
11:33pm - Lying on couch, icing knee, devouring three slices of cold pizza.
12:11am - In bed. I finally get to stop rushing about. For a little while, at least.
That's right, I had an 18-hour day in which I had one 1-hour break, from 12:30-1:30pm. I'm really surprised I didn't start screaming at people about halfway through photo call. Or fall flat on my face during the performance.
Today, still tired, cranky, headachy. Stupid cat decided I needed to wake up at 6:30 this morning. Finally gave up the battle an hour later and got out of bed. Ugh. Thank goodness today is a light day. Just one class to teach, some papers to grade and a workshop to attend should I choose to. It's a film and TV workshop about which I couldn't, frankly, care less. However, it's being taught by Rob Estes, truly one of the nicest people I've ever met. Plus, the faculty is really pushing all of the graduating people to go, and I just found out that Rob used to be a student of Larry Moss, whose book Intent to Live had a huge impact on my work this semester. So I should probably go. But it's awfully hard to get my butt up off the couch after yesterday.
Posted by sally at April 28, 2005 09:53 AM
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