New starts

So we've been here for a week and a half. The first week of work is almost done. Im exhausted!! But extremely happy with everything. The apt is awesome. The job is even more awesome!!

The first show we are working on is The Adventures of Tom Sawyer. We are making fabric suspenders and a few super simple hats. So i've done a few mockups and am waiting on fabric. What the big task right now is to clean up hat stock. Over the summer rats infested the hat stock in the warehouse. We've been able to salvage most of the hats. Its a very wet process to clean them. I smell of lysol and bleach... Yuuummm!!

We've washed most of them at this point... setting most of the felt hats back to blanks that we can re-pull. Which, in a way, is good. They were mostly destressed and beaten in hats.

In the pictures you can see all the hats sitting out to dry

In which i lose my mind...

So the big move was supposed to happen today. Note the "supposed to happen". Yeah, it didn't. Why, because the truck company are a bunch of idiots and didn't have a truck for us. So we got 2 extra days to pack, clean and try to relax a little. So yesterday we went to Ikea and bought things. Things like furniture, which i thought my husband would NEVER EVER let me do. Yeaaaayyy baby!!!! I got an awesome dresser and tv stand!! And since they are flat packed in a box, it makes it even easier.

SO you ask, what's the catch. Yeah... i know. I asked that too.

Dun dun duuuunnnnnnnn!!!

There is a hurricane currently plugging up the gulf, heading straight for Alabama. So we are looking at rain driving down. Rain and winds for unloading. And lots and lots of upset phone calls from my mom.. UGHHhHhhhhhhh  Like the one i just got. "Are you watching the weather and news??"  Nope, i have no idea that we are driving into certain doom. None whatsoever. And that the day we are to unload, they are classing Issac(hurricane) a class 2 Hurricane.

http://www.weather.com/weather/hurricanecentral/tracker/2012/isaac

I hate to wish this upon other people, but i hope it keeps moving west a little bit! The projected path has already shifted a little west from this morning's news.

I will unload in rain, up a flight of stairs. I hate the fact that i may have others helping me do this. I don't wish this on anyone. Soooooo not fun.

I have my own weather station going... so yea, i'm watching things... far better than some parents realize. And no, i don't need a lecture to add to my stress.

kthxbye

A little ventilation

Why does she have to be so damn crypt????  No i dont mind that she calls me to run a message over to my stepdad. Totally dont mind. But she tells me that sometime when shes over and im here, she needs to talk to me. I dont even bother to ask now. More than likely its to convince me moving to AL is a bad, terrible idea, that we are lazy and that the house is a disaster.

Yup.. can't wait for that.

Must pack faster

Ahh Life

So i've been home from Chautauqua, NY for about a week now. I was there at the Opera doing the crafts and millinery (and whatever alterations i could do)  I only got to make one hat from scratch, but everyone one wants one now :)

 I was there for 9 weeks. And man, did they fly by. We did 2 operas, 2 musical reviews and one scenes program. I'll admit, i was pretty broken by the end. Even after a week of being home, i'm still hurting. But i'm taking the good drugs, and that is helping. Chautauqua really needs to add on 3 more days, at least, to the contract. From breaking down the scenes program, to doing laundry, to putting it all away ANNNDDD packing down the show.. it was really really hard.

 Now i move onto something even harder. MOVING... AGAIN! This happened the last time I was at Chautauqua. After i got home, we did a cross country move. And now we are doing it again. For good reasons though. A full time theater job doesn't come around often. So we are sorting and packing.. and sorting more. The last time we did that, we were moving from our house, which was 3 stories of stuff. Now we are moving from a smaller home, into an even smaller apt. We have to cut back sooooooo much. Sometimes its sooo hard. I look at all i've gotten rid of and i'm amazed. Then i look at all i'm keeping and just want to cry because it's still sooooo much.  I don't want to live in an apartment filled with boxes. I grew up with that. I hated it. HATED It!!

  I'm trying to stay positive. It's all for a good reason. Both of us will be working. If we get the cheaper apartment, we can save money like crazy. We are planning on getting a few new furniture pieces. And will be moving away from the drama that is my mother. So all good things.  Just have to make it through the packing, sorting and purging process. Keep your fingers crossed for me :)

Yaaayayyyy Summer Camp!!!

Well i'm here!! 9 weeks of summer camp wonderfulness. It's all very exciting and magical. Old friends. Wonderful places. Yaaaayy!!

Packing and ranting

So i leave for Chautauqua tomorrow.. bright and early. No pugs this time :( I need to find a pug sized floppy stuffed pug to snuggle with :)

I'm packing. I'm trying to do it all orderly. HAH!! I needed to glue on a Hello Kitty Head back onto my flip flops.. can i find it. Hell no. And during the frantic search.. SHE CALLS. "Well, are you in your truck driving here??" Uh, no. I'm trying to pack and clean up a mess.

"Well, i can come over for a few minutes." (cuz that's gonna work as i'm randomly running through the house throwing stuff everywhere. I try to tell her that. She gets offended.

"Well i thought you were coming over."  (First, what is the status of the lawn??) (Second.. I never said i was coming over.)  

                           UGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!


I can't fucking win. Now i need to drop everything and drive over to her house. Grumble grumble grumble. So we can visit.

Go mow your lawn or something. You've showed me that is more important than your family.


(but i just can't say that, because i'm spineless when it comes to her.. ugghhhh stupid respecting your parents)

It's quieter here

So i can rant and not many people see it ...

SO if you don't like profanity, avert your eyes.. it's gonna happen.

Look, it's a cute Pug to distract you from the profanity!!

I am gonna go light that fucking lawn on fire!!! I mean srsly, she's lucky i don't have a car and a gas can. She calls me up, wanting to do something.. then turns it around saying she has no time today.. and that she needs to mow the lawn. I'm here for 3 more days. After that i'm in Chautauqua for 9 weeks.. then we move to alabama. Do you NOT want to fucking spend time with your only child??!?!?!?!?!?!   

So now she wants to spend tomorrow with me. I think i might be sick. I just can't take this stupid crazy shit. 

SHE FUCKING CALLED ME!! Did she forget!?!?!? 

Alabama can not come soon enough. Then at least the crazy is limited to phone calls. 

I just don't understand. And i'm trying to just let it alone. But man, a good rant does help.