I am so lucky that I love my job, yeah I don’t really make as much as I want, I am not entirely financially secure yet, but you know what? I don’t dread going to work everyday. In fact, most day I’m looking forward to it! Getting on the Metro Underground, walking a few minutes, and POP! I’m there. It’s a short journey everyday. Just like any Underground, you see a lot of characters and dodgy types, like this guy, who was sorting out his drugs on the floor, messing about with putting weed and cocaine into containers, and even LICKING the remains of cocaine off of the grimy floor. But hey, I don’t have my drivers licence yet, so where would I be without public transportation? Some days are harder then others, some days the kids are absolutely crazy and they suck every single drop of energy out of you. And you think about what you are really doing with your life, and how your acting and directing career really isn’t where you want it to be, comparing yourself to your friends who are succeeding left right and centre. And worrying about the money, that you don’t have, the money you owe, and all the things you could do, if you had the money. Then, your boss asks you to stay late and do some of the boring copying and emailing work for him, and you’re stuck there trying to figure the Xerox out. Then you come home, to a husband that loves you, and a really nice apartment and two lovely pet rats, and remember it’s not so bad. I am working on writing and creating stuff, so I try to scribble some stuff everyday, not that I manage it every day, but I try. Progress, slowly but surely. Then you force yourself to go to the gym, and you remember that last time you forgot your yoga mat for the yoga class, you remember your yoga mat, but forget your gym bag with your water and keys. Great. At least you don’t have to do Zumba.
This is usually what my days look like. They go by so fast, that I worry I am missing out, so I try and make the most of it and enjoy the little things. And who knows what tomorrow will bring, eh?