Jamaica, Mon!

In less than 24 hours I will be in Jamaica.

It can't get here fast enough! It has been a hellish few weeks making it to this point. And though it is nearly 8pm, I still can't see the light at the end of the tunnel.

I will be in rehearsal until 10:30pm, then I have to run to the 24-hour Walgreen's for toothpaste and gum, then get some cash, then go home to finish packing and prep my place for my pet sitter. WHEW! My flight leaves at 6:00 AM tomorrow which means I'll have to be up by 3:30 in order to have the time to take care of the critters, shower, and get to the airport. UGH. I have a feeling I'm looking at 3 hours of sleep if I'm lucky.

But it's all good because tomorrow at this time I hope to have a BIG drink in my hands, old friends by my side, and NO WORK for five days! I plan on sleeping, swimming, snorkeling, sailing, skiing, scuba diving, kayaking, eating and drinking my way through the long weekend. I can't wait.

For now though, I'm having trouble staying on my feet. In the past couple of weeks, I've had my morning classes 50 miles away, my afternoon classes here, and evening rehearsals. PLUS, silly me signed on to direct a 10-minute play for our playwright's workshop so I spent all of my "spare" time this weekend doing that! My one night off of rehearsal this week I teched the 10-minute play. Mrg.

So . . . if I can stay on my feet for the next few hours, then I can enjoy being "off my feet" for the next several days.

Jamaica or bust, Mon!