I feel like this weekend just sort of helped re-build my life.
- I finally got the landlord to call a fumigator who’s currently spraying down the house (as I type this!) so no more little critter-y friends will be crawling around and I can no longer be ashamed to live here.
- We finally found a pianist for our musical so no more dreading every passing day thinking my show will be a flop.
- We had a wonderful dance bootcamp yesterday (which while hungover, only helped to exhaust me more). The kids who came loved it and we managed to muster up some extra cash for the show.
- Also, despite feeling like I mucked it up, there is a new boy. I told him I was too busy to date and then he went out of his way to get my number and prove a point that some people do care enough to try to make things work. That was cute of him, I’ll admit and he is adorable so maybe just maybe I’ll try to find some time for him before my show is done. We’re at the 25 day countdown til opening night. Fingers crossed.
Aside from general school and work woes, I feel like the biggest problems and stress in my life have finally been cleared or at least seem hopeful. It’s a good feeling.
