
These two traveled with me to New Jersey.
I was only gone a couple of days and the work itself was easy. I saw a run-through of the play (it’s wonderful!) and took notes. The next day I spent some time with the actors to give them notes. Then I headed home. I was supposed to stay there Saturday night as well (in a hotel) but it became clear that I would be able to leave early on Saturday. I let the theater know and they were able to cancel the reservation for Saturday night.

The hotel was nice, but they had the worst tap water ever. I couldn’t believe how bad it tasted! I went downstairs to buy a bottle of water and the woman working at the front desk gave me some empty bottles to fill up from a water dispenser in the lobby. The next morning, I had to pull on some clothes, go downstairs, and fill them up again so I could make some coffee in my room.

Then, the kicker: I headed home as a line of dangerous storms was set to hit NJ and the Hudson Valley. I had made it to the NY Thruway when a deluge came down and it lasted for about 30 miles. I could barely see the car in front of me. Everyone slowed way, way down. I was clutching the wheel and my body was so tense I could barely stand it. I haven’t been through a storm like that in years. Needless to say, I was exhausted by the time I arrived home.
This particular gig is a lovely one. The cast is so talented and fun and kind. Darko, as always, is a dream to work with. I’m very grateful. The hassle is in the logistics – the travel back and forth, the insane drivers in New Jersey, the Garden State Parkway, the toll booths that pop up at an exit requiring “Exact Change” when you had no idea that was going to happen. And you have very little change.
I could tell you stories all day long about this particular commute. And I have to do it again this weekend. I will be there until Sunday this time, because I’m watching and taking notes on evening performances. But then, I’ll be done.
Don’s gig went well, but he was going through the same kind of thing. His friend, who lives about 45 minutes north of us, drove to our house and picked Don up. Then they drove to the friend’s house where Don dropped him off and left from there to go to the performance site. He was driving his friend’s old truck that required the use of a stick. After the performance, Don drove home. And then on Saturday morning, he drove to his friend’s house, took him out to lunch, and then said friend drove Don home. He was exhausted from worrying about the stick. Thankfully, he didn’t grind any gears. (We are so grateful for the generous use of the truck and his friend’s time.)
We were both wiped out on Saturday night.
I had to stop the ads on the blog temporarily because ads were suddenly appearing where I didn’t want them. BIG ads. Hopefully, my ad company will fix this situation today.
Stay safe.
Happy Monday.









