I commented here recently that life had been hectic with work, rehearsals and all my other commitments each demanding sizeable chunks of my time.
That has gone up another notch or two this weekend with full days of dress and tech rehearsals for Monty Python’s Spamalot, which opens on Friday May 3rd.
The sets are magnificent and the crew are great. The directors are positive and proactive and their standards are high. My fellow cast members are talented, encouraging and supportive. The band is that good, it would be worth just coming to hear them play without any of us being on stage. We’re all having a blast because the show is hilarious and great fun. There is no doubt this is going to be a sensational show.
Thus far, I have managed to keep things under control for the most part, and get things finished by deadlines and due dates.
It’s fair to say, though, that I would not be doing anywhere near as well as I am without the consistent, faithful support of my favourite co-star: caffeine.
It will continue to play a crucial supporting role this week— possibly even more so, given that the week ahead is further complicated by two evenings of parent-teacher conferences sandwiched between school and rehearsals, almost an hour’s drive away from where I work.
Anyone who wishes to tell me that caffeine isn’t good for me or suggest that I cut back would be well advised to wait until after the final show, at least.
Until then, I will continue indulging in my “morning cup of don’t hurt people” as my husband and I like to call it, and rewarding myself with as many others as I need to get through each day.
As for keeping me awake at night? I honestly don’t think that will be a problem. I’m beat.