Beware the Barrenness of a Busy Life

I feel like I haven’t been home in weeks. That’s because I’ve spent most of my after-work hours at my friend’s place, trying to get her computer up and running. While I love spending time with her, eating dinner with her family, and pressing her hot sister’s body against mine, there’s something to be said about having some alone time that consists of more than just sleep.

I thought the weekend was going to offer some respite, but that got nixed as well. Friday, I snuck out of work half-an-hour early to make my former high school theater teacher’s retirement party. It was held at the new theater the district built after I graduated. Without going into too much detail, let’s just say that this theater rivals your average college-level theater and absolutely destroys your average community theater. The Corona High theater has stadium seating, fly space, a workshop for set building, you name it. In my day, I had to act on a rickety stage and change costumes in the bathroom. So, I’m a little bitter.

Saturday night, a coworker threw a housewarming party out in Fullerton. Since I’m his friend, I’d be marked lousy if I didn’t go. Of course I left early to drive all the way back to Corona to keep my brother company while his wife and daughter were out of town.

Of course today, I spent time with the parents. So yeah, all of my personal time has been reallocated lately. Dishes are piling up in the sink. The trash hasn’t been emptied. And I have a heap of dirty laundry on my floor that’s starting to smell. Now I don’t mind being busy. I just want to feel productive. I enjoy my time with my friends and family, but I think I need to get my head back into working on my projects.

With that in mind, I met up with one of my co-filmmakers this weekend and we scouted out some locations for Project One Day. We also tested out the ignition system for some makeshift squibs that he’s going to make for the production. His grass caught on fire. It was quite dramatic. If everything goes well, this little movie short just might be something I can be proud of.

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