Sick as a dog

But I still went in yesterday. Any sane person would have called in sick. Granted its only a cold and it seems to be clearing up, but did I really get more done in my fuzzy headed state than if I had spent the day recovering to be more productive today? Unfortunately the answer is yes. Deadlines too tight, resources too sparse and it's not my fault, but it is my problem and to not solve said problem I risk my job. It's ugly. But we all do this in theatre? Why? It's not some life altering event. If the show doesn't go on on time, the world will not end, no one will die. Opening nights have been postponed before...

But it's not all bad. There's still a lot for two people to be doing, but everything is wearable and functional. I hate to say it, but a few things may even be able to wait until after opening night.

And a pleasant surprise...a friend passed his DOD police exam and will officially be handed his badge on Friday. To share the good news in person...I found him waiting outside the theatre until we were done to drive me home (Honolulu's not really a place to wander alone that far after 9pm). Hooray for random acts of kindness.

And Halloween coming up. And maybe a brief jaunt to the Big Island for Thanksgiving. And homeward bound for Christmas and New Years. Reprieve is in sight.

As is the end of this cold.

And this show.