Just got home, for the first time since 10:15 this morning.
…I’m beat, but the happy kind…the kind that knows I still have three more days off work, and I’m aloud to sleep in for all of them.
Good through-line rehearsal, running the show for the first time, and bonding with the peeps, today. Delicious little sound-bites, and curious eye twinkles, and naughty grins, and confidential truisms: that is the world we live in. Terrifying though it can sometimes be. And yet, there is almost nothing greater on earth than kicking back over a drink with casties, chewing over the risks taken throughout the day, the things we appreciated seeing in the others, the choices that sent the run in this whole other level of strength and curiosity, the compliments and admiration of the other person’s work.
…It’s been a helluva year, being so blessed with this continued streak of great show-families to work with.
Our young ladies were absolutely dedicated to the classes and history work we did today, which helped immensely in their stage presence…the adults spent huge pockets of time line-running in off scenes, and further soaking the show into the artistic sponge cake of our brains. The tech departments watching, got a strong and realistic look at the bones and beginning muscle tissue of the show before the final work and push, and suddenly…”angst” and “sex” and “separation” and “stakes” are registering at this whole other level.
Lots still to be found (obviously), but we’re in a good place.
…I may even say, we are in a GREAT one, as Mr. Director saw fit to give us tomorrow off.
So now, we have a “Holiday,” proper.
…And I have more time for all that running around, and last-minute-purchasing that I have to get done.
…And possibly a blog finished on time before the click over to midnight has passed.
…Which I clearly need to work on.
Apparently.
…But just know: it’s been for a good cause.
Happy dreams, loves.
~D
