Good morning, Grand Bank!

HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO INTERNET!

It’s Friday, June 8th, and I HAVE YOU AT HOME NOW!

So, that happened this morning and was exciting.

Anyway, my apologies for the absence, Internet. I was doing Nurse Jane Goes to Hawaii, and then, in all honesty, I couldn’t connect my computer for a week.

Nurse Jane was awesome. The reviewer liked it, the audience liked it, some folks whose opinions I respect and who would probably not lie to me about liking it told me they liked it. I had a great time doing it, enjoyed hanging out with the people involved in it, and generally really loved flexing my comedy muscles for the first time in a long time.

On Sunday, I did a show at 2pm, finished packing, cleaned my room, loaded up the car and drove 4 hours to Grand Bank. I started work at 9am on Monday. That part was pretty tight. The rest of it has been incredibly calm… in part, I think, because I had no internet. I have time to run, and to cook, and to play the guitar. I have time to write. I have read about a third of Game of Thrones, which has been on my READTHISFORTHELOVEOFGOD list for a good 8 months now. I have… time. To take care of myself. Not just physically, but emotionally. Creatively.

This is good for me.

When I am so busy that I don’t have time for these things, I have to take pride in how long my day has been, how many things I accomplished. Otherwise, I would curl up and die from exhaustion. I feel guilty when I don’t get to the gym, and I feel bad for taking the time to watch tv. I am never interested in reading at those times in my life because my brain doesn’t want a task that’s half-work. It will do things that ARE work… and then it wants to turn off. Sleep, or TV, are the only things it wants when the day is over.

It’s not in me to be idle. I always must be doing something. I give myself projects, tasks, I take all the work I can, whether it leaves me time to sleep properly or not. I am at my happiest when I have eight things going on, so long as I am still on top of all of them.

But there is something tremendous and necessary about having the time to breathe. To choose to get up and work on something because I want to work on it, and not because if I don’t do it right now it won’t ever get done.

Of course, there is still work to be done. Sometimes, it will be a struggle to drag myself out of bed to be at rehearsal on time. But it’s not Too Much work, so I have time to do it well. And time for myself, too.