Back in the big T dot O dot. It’s so fantastic to be home. I had limited exposure to the internet so I feel like I’ve let down my little blogger community. But don’t worry folks; I’ve just started a 6 week contact at a bank downtown so “we’re back in business baby!!”
I had a wonderful time in San Fran with the show and the Overcoaters, but I’m telling you… there’s no place like home. The first two weeks there were tough because I was concerned with what was going on at home with my dad. Plus, being away from G is never easy. I guess by the end of the second week I was able to relax and get updates from my aunt, uncle and G. (In case you’re keeping track - Dad was moved to Toronto Rehab on August 29th and has been making small steps of progress. I’ll keep y’all posted as I spend time with him and can take note of what they are for myself.)
The show was well received. I did A LOT of shopping and some touristy things and hung out with my peeps from the show. I’d have some pictures but my wonderfully efficient husband cleaned out the “clutter” drawer and now we can’t find the USB cord. So pictures will follow soon I promise.
The Wall Street Journal has created quite a buzz around the show, but we have yet to hear if that means any future bookings. Rumours are flying, as they always do at the end of a contract, but like I said, no contracts are on my table as of yet. I’ll give you a little insight into the negotiations process that happens when interest from one theatre is made towards the show. From the time the initial call comes in to the time we are booked into the theatre, takes about a year…minimum. I seriously doubt we’ll be going out any time before fall of next year.
The issue is that now I’m at a point in my life where I’m not going to have as much flexibility to just hop on the bus and go out with the show as I used to. It would still be difficult for me to have the show go out with someone else playing my part but as you understand, my priorities are starting to shift. I know that now I'm more interested in future tour dates fitting into my life and what's going on, not so much the other way around.
I had a wonderful time in San Fran with the show and the Overcoaters, but I’m telling you… there’s no place like home. The first two weeks there were tough because I was concerned with what was going on at home with my dad. Plus, being away from G is never easy. I guess by the end of the second week I was able to relax and get updates from my aunt, uncle and G. (In case you’re keeping track - Dad was moved to Toronto Rehab on August 29th and has been making small steps of progress. I’ll keep y’all posted as I spend time with him and can take note of what they are for myself.)
The show was well received. I did A LOT of shopping and some touristy things and hung out with my peeps from the show. I’d have some pictures but my wonderfully efficient husband cleaned out the “clutter” drawer and now we can’t find the USB cord. So pictures will follow soon I promise.
The Wall Street Journal has created quite a buzz around the show, but we have yet to hear if that means any future bookings. Rumours are flying, as they always do at the end of a contract, but like I said, no contracts are on my table as of yet. I’ll give you a little insight into the negotiations process that happens when interest from one theatre is made towards the show. From the time the initial call comes in to the time we are booked into the theatre, takes about a year…minimum. I seriously doubt we’ll be going out any time before fall of next year.
The issue is that now I’m at a point in my life where I’m not going to have as much flexibility to just hop on the bus and go out with the show as I used to. It would still be difficult for me to have the show go out with someone else playing my part but as you understand, my priorities are starting to shift. I know that now I'm more interested in future tour dates fitting into my life and what's going on, not so much the other way around.
1 comment:
welcome back, biatch!
btw - i had a dream last night - you gave birth to a baby boy during a harvest moon in some big townhouse with a midwife and gary and the gang. we all saw your yoo-hoo but it was okay. my side of the situation was a lot weirder, but i won't talk about that one here.
strange but true.
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