The Festival presented several challenges today, but I think we've managed them all.  The last play starts its rehearsal process tomorrow, and the national guests start arriving Thursday.  By Sunday late afternoon, it will all be over. 
When I produced the festival that was part of my job in Minneapolis, on the last day after I'd wrapped everything up I used to stop at my favorite Vietnamese restaurant on the way home and pick up takeout.  I would have a beer or two (I rarely drink beer on its own, but it's a really good foil for Vietnamese food) with my takeout meal, then get twelve hours of sleep.  When this festival finishes, I'm considering the possibility of going from the theatre to a Mexican restaurant near my apartment when the last show comes down around 5 p.m., having one or two margaritas and some food, then going home and crawling into bed at 7:00 to sleep straight through.  By then I'll probably be too wired for this plan to work, but it's fun to contemplate from this distance!
While I wait for my appointed time to enter this evening's rehearsal, I have to tell a friend that I can't accept the directing opportunity he offered me.  I've pushed the calendar around from every direction, and I still can't make the dates work.  Darn full-time job!
Or should we darn the rigidity of only-24-hour days, and only-7-day weeks? If only time were as malleable as the science fiction writers want it to be :) Hope the festiveness is a great success!!!
ReplyDeleteYes! Whose idea was this 24-7 thing, anyway? :-)
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