Anyways... I've got another entry saved on my computer, so hopefully I'll be able to post it later on this evening, or else tomorrow sometime.
Lourenzo starts school tomorrow! That's exciting. Half-days for tomorrow and Friday, and then to an almost-normal schedule next week, and then really normal the week after.
Oy. I'm missing the strangest things about home. And feeling guilty about the weirdest things. You know what I feel most guilty about? Work.
I know that no one could have predicted how things turned out, and that no one holds my decision to leave when I did against me--in fact, it was (to all appearances) the only time I could logically have left. It's just... when things don't go the way we all thought they would, it feels like I jumped ship. Like I deserted something, so close to the end.
And not only that, but I feel like I'm missing out on something. All those "days" that I was there for--I'm now really going to miss the last few. Not just somewhat, but fully. I was there for the pretend last few, but those turned into a trial run, and it kills me that I'm not there for the rest of it.
I know--too attached to a fast food place. But I would never have it any other way. You know what I mean, though?
Ah well... I can't do a single thing about it now, so I should stop worrying about it, right?
One year ago today: The coolest part of the night, however, came after the auditions, when Wanda, Mark Lewandowski (one of the other directors), and I went to BP's to discuss the show that Wanda and I are working on. I haven't read the script yet--I just got it tonight--so I just sat there and listened. Absorbed as much as I could. Got ideas for my processes for Word. And really, just sat and learned as much as I could.
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