Normally on a job I would have several days of wrap after shooting to finish things up. Things like packing up my stuff, tying up loose ends and well all sorts of things that you do at the end of a 4 month job.
Because of our schedule, not only would I not have a wrap, we would be leaving the last day of shooting.
I had worked for the last couple of weeks with no days off, while also packing up our stuff and preparing for Burning Man, camping in Mammoth, etc. etc., trying to get in shape for the Spartan Beast (a long-distance obstacle course race) and the 50k ultra-marathon at Burning Man.
We then drove across the country, celebrated my finishing Maze Runner in Vegas, ran out of gas just north of Death Valley, and then rolled into Mammoth Lakes as the sun was setting.
For some reason, I didn't take into consideration my exhaustion and stress level.
After we got Skye to her Shakespeare camp Monday morning, I had an emotional and physical crash that lasted for a few days.
One Step Forward, Two Steps Back
Being physical is something that really, really helps me maintain. Because of the demands of the job and then the drive across the country, I hadn't been able to get in much training.
My crash extended that non-physical period. When I was finally able to get it together to go for a run, the sun was setting and I set off from where we had set up camp to our friend's condo. I had figured that 3 miles would be a good distance to do given the time off I had taken, how tired I still was and that I hadn't acclimated yet to the 8,000 ft elevation.
I got lost and ended up running around 5 1/2 miles. At 3.3 miles my calf started cramping, I soldiered on and ended up hurting myself. In Baton Rouge, I was up to 7 1/2 miles with no issues and a good kick at the end. Now since my ill-fated adventure, I get to 4 miles and am done.
I was hoping to get in some quality trail time. I was hoping to mountain bike a bit. I was hoping to.....
What's So Short about a Short Sale
When we were upside down financially speaking in our house in the Baldwin Hills, we didn't go bankrupt and we didn't walk away from the house and let it go into foreclosure. We did a "short sale".
It was anything but short. It took forever to find a buyer for a 4200 sq ft house in LA with amazing views, a lap pool, jacuzzi, outdoor kitchen with a wood-fired pizza oven, etc. etc. And when we did, the process with the banks was beyond frustrating and absurd.
That was almost two years ago.
Most of our stuff has been in storage and we have been semi-nomadic since that time. We are all very tired of it and decided to check out the real estate market up here in Mammoth Lakes. Just the thought of having some sort of home base again lifted all of our spirits and got us imagining a future that would be a bit more stable than these last years.
After a couple of days of seeing several properties and discussing the pluses and minuses of each one, we sat down with a mortgage broker.
Turns out two years is pretty much the minimum time that it takes be able to qualify for any kind of financing after doing a short sale. We had yet to hit that marker. Also turns out that the banks were much more choosy about handing out loans than when we had last been house-hunting.
Time Not Well Spent
As all this was going on, we still didn't know where the next job would be. It was looking like Cindy would be doing Dumb and Dumber 2 in Atlanta, however...
That didn't happen. She ended up with a job in New Orleans. She flies out from LA the same day Skye and I fly out from LA to Atlanta for Skye's orthodontist appointment.
Our two weeks in Mammoth have been far from relaxing. It's been great being up here. But I never was able to mountain bike, or hike.
I got a five day pass for the resort health spa, where they have besides a great gym complete with a couple of pools and hot tubs, juijitsu and yoga classes. I only made it there once.
We've got another 24 hours more or less up here in Mammoth Lakes, CA. Maybe I can make up for the last 2 weeks.