Anything Goes

We went to see Anything Goes last night at the RRCA. It starred our friend and I knew most of the cast. Dad was the producer, Kevin built the sets.

I love Tyson. He's a great guy, will do anything for a friend and is a lot of fun. We've known him for about 8 years now. But, he tends to be bitter and if things aren't how he thinks they should be done, he'll just complain.

So, Anything Goes, being a community theater production, isn't like the last few shoes he'd been in, which were professional. And community theater makes do with who tries out. Tyson was not a big fan of the drama queen attitude some people may have had. I've been hearing about it for a couple of weeks now.

He may have had good reason, though. While he was fantastic, and Moonface, Bonnie, Reno, and Evelyn stole the show, the actress that played Hope was boring and energy-draining. When she came on stage, I waited for her to leave. She was quiet and and just there - she was saying the lines, but had no chemistry with anyone and didn't seem to want to be there. It dampened what would have otherwise been a good show.

But, it was fun to see everyone and to get out without Alex for a few hours.

Band

Last night at Band was a lot of fun.

We had two high school students that had written a March for Concert Band (I believe as part of their application for Oberlin) and we had the privilege of playing and recording it for them for the entrance. I don't think any of us expected it to be as good as it was. It turned out to be a fun piece, surprisingly difficult-ish and well-balanced. That's more than we can say for more established composers! Our director asked if we could maybe perform it for our February concert. I think the boys were quite surprised and honored by that.

Afterwards, I went out to ice cream with my stand partner. I ended up with Big Boy's Hot Fudge Ice Cream Brownie thing. Yum!

Then I came home to clean floors. Steve and my mom had steam-cleaned the carpets and mopped the floor!

After a crappy day, it was a good night.

Also, we've figured out how to handle sleeping arrangements and we have enough beds, as soon as we get the twin bed from Steve's grandma! Yay!

Bed worries

My mom and I are splitting hosting duties for Trapps-giving.

I need one more bed.

Where am I going to find a full or queen size bed in less than a week?

Don't get me wrong...

There's a lot to be thankful in my life. I have a good job, good friends, a great husband, a fantastic little boy and am blessed in many ways that I realize others are not.

But I feel like I'm dancing on a knife point right now.

I'm so tired. All the time. And when I'm having fun, I have one hundred and seven thoughts in my head and they're all swirling so quickly, I can hardly catch one.

I don't like being touched any longer. Steve touches me, even for a massage, and I get prickly. I like to snuggle with Alex, but I get antsy after a few minutes.

I never want to go anywhere. Once I'm there, I'm fine. Getting up and doing the prep to get there is not so good. Or, if I have to clean (which I always have to do), I prefer to just let the mess pile up until Steve gets to it.

Steve seems to be starting stories in the middle of them and then not understanding why I can't follow along.

I'm very frustrated.