I had a lovely one week vacation in Bocas del Toro to come straight back into the bosom of a crazy city with demanding schedules and responsibilities. Oh, hi reality, didn't miss you at all. I might have bitten off more than I can chew, or maybe I just need to learn how to chew, either way this week has been intense and insane. I am getting through it, but half the time I feel like I just don't have enough time to get everything done. November is looking lovely though, empty of all things like responsibilities and duties and dour things like those.
The theater production I am in has been kicked into high gear which means that I have to kick my own ass into high gear and get my shit together (my shit which is all over the place, scattered like my dirty clothes all over my bedroom floor). The production is so very exciting and I can't wait to get an idea of what it's going to start looking like. The actors are all phenomenal and talented not to even mention the musicians who are all superb. Strangely Familiar opens on October 23rd at the Teatro Anita Villalaz and will only have a three day run, which means everyone must buy their tickets as early as possible.
To top it all off, my grandfather had a surgical procedure done where 85% of his stomach was removed. He's currently doing great in recovery, quickly improving and as inappropriate and foul mouthed as ever. Last night I spent the night in the hospital room with him and as it figures, I got hardly any sleep. He was up by 4:30am fussing about being uncomfortable and not getting enough air. The nurse accomodated him in his bed and gave him some oxygen. Bleary eyed and exhausted I looked on, knowing quite well I had to wake up in two hours. I could use a nap right now. If everything goes well he should be sent home today where he will have more women fussing over him.
