I realize there's a holiday called Boxing Day, which no one in America seems to know what it's for. I've heard tell it's a bank holiday in the British tradition, and maybe means boxing up all the year's papers or something. I think that's a good way to go about it. My apartment is in utter shambles, and I can't wait to take down my Christmas decoration (tree, about eight inches high) and start the real and psychological clean-up after the whirlwind holiday.
So, here are things I'm excited about:
- R&J begins rehearsal in just about a month. This is great because it's a day job in the theater. Paying real cash, and earning me Equity points; this leads to...
- I believe I'm 16 weeks away from joining the union. The CST gig is 16 weeks (I think). My life might seriously change in about five months; this is good because...
- My life needs a serious overhaul. Turning 30 next month. Seems natural to assess and plan for this milestone. I've been looking up other actors I admire (the famous ones) to try to somehow gauge my career. Joe Fiennes played Shakespeare at 27. 'Nough to get me moving...
- Time to find an agent. I've lived here for about six years, have been temping the entire time because I "needed to have the flexibility to audition." That's all well and good, but I can probably count the number of times I've had to take time from work to audition on both hands (maybe adding a few toes). So, time to get moving...
- Submit to the Big Dogs. The folks working on the CST show seem to be successful on the grander stages of our town. I feel like I'm behind. Time to meet the S-wolves and Good-men, the Courts and the Reggies of the world.
