“I don’t know whether to scratch my watch or wind my butt”

It seems as though last week’s hectic schedule didn’t end with something as mind boggling as say…Oh…THE END OF THE WEEK!

Nope, the chaos has carried over into this week and is in fact gracing me with even more chaos.

Yesterday, my skin felt like it was crawling.  When I say I’m stressed out, I mean it.  I’m stressed to the point of hitting a ceiling.  It’s just impossible to be any more stressed.

(We get it bitch, you’re stressed.)

Dusty is too, he’s got a lot going on.  We had a conversation Sunday night and it was one of those weird conversations you might have if you’re a twin.  We were so loopy and tired, we were just reading each other’s thoughts and finishing each others’ sentences.  It’s scary.  If we all really are here from a previous life, then he and I were definitely brother and sister in another one.  Also, he’s going through a stressful time right now too.

Oh my God, I just want to curl up in a corner and cry.

Today, Tess and I were playing phone tag over various and sundry work things and I swear, in mid-sentence, I just forgot what the hell we were talking about.  I’m lucky she loves me anyway and looks beyond my craziness.

My eyes are bloodshot, my blood pressure is high, and the week isn’t even halfway over.

Did I mention the play opens Thursday night?  Did I tell you that tomorrow we have our first run through with a small audience?  Did I also mention that just tonight, I was still on stage with a script in my hand.

And Dusty and I can’t even look at each other on stage while acting without wanting to crack up.  That’s not like me either.

I’ve done a lot of theatre.  I shouldn’t be acting that way.

Last night, during a dress rehearsal, I got a case of the giggles so bad, it held up the rehearsal for a good ten minutes. Oh well, it’s gotta come out sometime right?  Better it be in rehearsal.

Aaaanyway, I have lots of things going on right now, things that I can’t talk about right now.  Not that I don’t love you and don’t want to share it with you. (NO PEOPLE I AM STILL NOT PREGNANT AND AM NOT ADOPTING A BABY)  Because I do.  I really do.  But I just can’t.  Not right now.

Suffice it to say that when all of this is done, I’ll be a happy HAPPY girl.

Meanwhile I’ll start drinking in the mornings and double up on the Prozac.

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