Something Wicked This Way Comes

I am an intelligent woman, but sometimes I don't know what I'm thinking.

Case in point: the evilness of this week. Not only is this week moving week, but it's also opening week for "Macbeth." Wowzas!

The move is almost finished. The movers came two days ago and I'm only cleaning out the final remnants of the old place. I have to say, I am embarrassed at the level of disgustingness I discovered once the furniture was moved. I have inches of dust behind bookcases, dirt and crap (not literally) where my couch was, etc. I was horrified to let the movers see it, but I'm sure they've seen worse. Today I tried to clean, but didn't last long. My apartment is really falling apart now. A week ago I discovered a hole in my ceiling; it began as a crack but upgraded to a full-sized hole. My apartment people temporarily fixed with... wait for it... a piece of a cardboard box nailed into the ceiling. I wish I was kidding, but alas I am not. They "permanently" fixed it Tuesday, but I wouldn't trust it. And they didn't even address the other cracks. Today, my A/C broke (again) and they didn't come to fix it while I was there. Sweat poured down my back, my hair, my legs. I worked for two miserable hours before leaving. That made me grumble because I had hoped to completely finish... and didn't. Oh, did I mention that my vacuum died?

But, I'm moved for the most part. I'm half living in boxes, just recently found the remote controls, am not quite sure where my black bra is, and haven't seen certain items in a while. With packing and moving during the day, tutoring in the afternoon (my summer job), and rehearsals/production at night, I'm having a hard time unpacking. I look forward to next week - I have tutoring and bootcamp, but I'm free other than that for three days in a row. I plan on getting a lot done then.

In other news, we opened "Macbeth" yesterday. This show is by far the most challenging show I've ever directed. Many people came up to me last night afterwards commenting on the challenging nature, but saying that they enjoyed the performance. I have the best cast I've ever worked with, and they are so enthusiastic. Directing my boyfriend proved to be an extra challenge. We had our disagreements over characterization and such, but only once did we both get frustrated that we didn't speak for a day. Directing him in the kissing scenes was another challenge. He was so nervous! :-) His leading lady is a terrific woman and she, her husband, Billy, and myself hang out and we all get along. In fact, her husband joked with me yesterday, "You know, it's only fair that we make out now." :-)

So last night's performance went well. We had a slight wardrobe malfunction - making me thankful that I told my guys they cannot wear their kilts traditionally. But the blood, the stage combat, and scene changes went wonderful. I'm very proud of this show and am happy that I can put it on my theatre resume.

Life's good.

Ciao!