The first couple of days of rehearsal are always a little hard for me. As excited as I am to start a new project, as fun as it is to sit around the table and finally fit all the other characters voices into the puzzle in my head -- I miss my family desperately. When I got home tonight I went into my little boy's room to take a peek. He sighed softly in his sleep as I ran my hand through his hair and kissed his cool forehead. 'Mommy...' My heart swelled with love *insert snore (he certainly is his father's son)* and I chuckled as I tiptoed out again. That tiny little moment just made everything totally worth it.
And now -- new topic... had a fitting today. My corset is tight.
Paroxysm!
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Oh! I do feel a little guilty, taking Angelica away from her family, so that I can play her husband In the Next Room. But I must say, I would be desperate without her. In just two days, she has shown me the radiant heart of this play and made me laugh harder than I have in a long time. Paroxysm, indeed!
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