Time-The One Thing Money Can't Buy....Sort Of
It was a landmark day to say the least and Guinness and Bushmills had little to do with it. I had promised myself that I wouldn't let the job take over my life, but I knew that was an empty promise from the start. Meanwhile, in regards to the Challenge, I kind of figured I'd be giving up a month, in a 61 day challenge, making it only more challenging.
Here we are a month later, and at 5:15 am I'm writing this blog post cause I can't sleep, my sleep pattern still suffering from the job, which ended on Wednesday, but continues to haunt me via e-mail, phone calls and texts.
From the 1st day of shooting til near the end I only had 2 days off and I pretty much worked on those days as well. It wasn't for the money. I didn't get paid for more hours than I care to remember, which I can scarcely do anyway; it's the "show must go on" mentality that is the film business. They bank on it even when they don't understand or get it.
I had to skip out on just about all of my Circus classes, although I was able to make it to Skye's "show-off" performance.
I didn't make it to jiujitsu in over 5 weeks which made my return more than a little painful.
I missed out on many trips to the farmers markets.
But I did get more than enough hours for my pension and health benefits, which is why I took on this job and I ended up making some nice coin as well.
It's amazing what can upset the apple cart so to speak.
This couch which had been approved ended up almost being my undoing. We bought it, but didn't use it and the repercussions of that were overwhelming to say the least.
I've only been off for around 3 days and have managed to get to a matinee, make it to the Grand Opening of the Peachtree Road farmers market, run the Great Urban Race with Skye and attend a World War II reenactment, of sorts.
Skye is taking a Swing Dance class with some local (Atlanta) home school types and her teacher was performing at this WWII reenactment.
So after waking up bright and early to get to the farmers market and then running around Atlanta for around 5 hours, we headed out to the dance.
Her teacher went on just shy of 11 o'clock.
Needless to say on our drive home there were a couple of sleepy "soldiers".
It's just creeping past 6:20 am and all we have on the menu today is a matinee of the Three Stooges; Cindy worked on it and Skye loves the Stooges, the original ones that is, we'll see what she thinks of the Farley Brothers' update. And then a re-invention of Riding Hood over at the Goat Farm, Rua | Wülf.