September 9, 2015

When you go ahead and do dumb things

Last night's rehearsal was our first night off-book. Four of us are on stage almost the entire time bantering. Four others come and go. My husband didn't know a single line. It was awful. And all four of us who are on stage the whole time got our asses handed to us by the director and kept for an additional 45 minutes because we were so terrible even though we knew our lines but couldn't get them right because the cues weren't there. Meanwhile, I was paying for a babysitter and getting 9:30 p.m. texts from C-man because he needed me to help him with his homework. God, I hate group projects.

Being in this play was the dumbest thing I've done in a long, long time.

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