Today was a good day. I feel like I have accomplished something. That may have something to do with a somewhat last minute call from Peggy asking for an estimate in the morning of how much it will cost to print our Faith and Practice. Being in Portland at the time and not even knowing how many pages the book was going to be, having an exact price in my hands an hour after getting home was something to be proud of. Yup. That's why they pay me the big bucks. (The fact this is volunteer has nothing to do with it.) That kind of speed and educated guess of page numbers is something to be proud of. I was one page off.
The show by the way is going well. The more time I spend with my fellow cast members, the more I like them and enjoy being with them, and the more time I spend acting, the more I'm hooked. I can almost guarantee you, this will not be the only show I do. Though I think a comedy could be difficult. Every night now I have to fight a smile while giving Stanley the dirty look. Tonight, I kept repeating to myself, "Dark night of the soul, dark night of the soul, dark night of the soul" to help fight that urge to laugh with the audience. I'm hoping it worked. I'll have to think of something even more potent for tomorrow.
365-09 #37Labels: 365-09 Challenge, Death of a Salesman