As I start this entry, it is 1.01p. Thirteen hours until I see Omar. Yes, I know it's just a date, it's not a big deal, he will not fall into my arms weeping and professing his love forever, but I have not seen him for a month and I feel as though I am about to crawl out of my skin.

I don't care what the movie is, I don't care whether I like it or not, all I care about is sitting next to him in the theatre, holding his hand.

Yesterday I got up early again for Matt, and he actually got here when he said he would! Well, half an hour later, but that's on time for Matt. And he didn't even need me to help him get the bench out of the garage. Love them big strong men with the big strong shoulders.

So for two days in a row I got up at 8a (or at least, considering Sunday, set the alarm for 8a), maybe this will break the sleeping till noon habit that I dislike so much.

Then I had therapy and told her all the good news about Katie and Omar, then had rehearsal. Where I mentioned to them that we had eight rehearsals before opening and they needed to be aware of that fact and learn their lines and take things seriously.

We've just been having fun at rehearsals, laughing and kidding, and it's not as though the show isn't coming together, but we are all, me included, acting as though we have more time than we actually have. So I gave them the fish-eye, and am going to try to get some of my 4000 props today.

Jesus wept, I need a patched tractor inner tube, a gallon mason jar, three wooden boxes, a peach basket, two period-looking chewing tobacco tins, and blah blah blah fishcakes.

Next show I'm doing Our Town. There are no props in Our Town.

Today's horoscope:
Overstimulation is too easy while the stars are winking at you. Your mind is many steps ahead of your body. Don't ignore the sense of process that is Virgo's natural gift.

One year ago today:
Yesterday was our last rehearsal before we go into the space. I have drawn a veil over it. People still don't know their lines, I have never had the whole cast together in a room, and if I don't get some sleep soon, I may go nuts.

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