Zzzz

It is 8:22 but feels like 11:59!!! I got back from Boar's Head Festival clean-up about an hour ago, and I feel like it is the middle of the night. I am beyond tired. I am too tired to watch the Steelers-Broncos game that Scott DVR'd--especially because he is out there yelling not very nice things at the TV.

Of course, the game in "real time" is over. Because I just didn't have the energy to withstand it, I went and peeked at regular TV: Broncos beat the Steelers 29-23. But, realize that where Scott is in the DVR'd game, the score is Broncos 20, Steelers 6. Clearly, good things will be happening, including the Steelers catching up 23-23 and going into over-time. (what I sneaked in the bedroom to watch)

This means the "end" of Football Season as we care to know it, but at least Scott won't be soooooo upset if the Steelers rally and catch up in the end, and we will be able to live with him tonight!

(Phew!)

Boar's Head Festival is over and went very well. This was the first year I helped backstage, so also the first year I stuck around for clean-up. I personally think that breaking a set is fun. It is a lot of work, but the kind of work that many hands make light. Everyone is tired, but for some reason, everyone is infused with a unique form of energy. It reminds me of that feverish exhilaration I felt after giving birth. (And having created and directed big shows like this, I guess in a way it is EXACTELY like giving birth!)

The basketball team from TGS was there helping to pack off the animals, sweep up the poo, rip up the plastic mats and hose them off. A bunch of ladies armed with about 15 vacuum cleaners were right behind. It took them awhile to strategically space themselves because they blew a few fuses, and the men had to keep going down to the basement to replace them. Another group was sorting out the music and packing it up, and another group was un-decorating the sanctuary. You could hear them laughing and joking all the way into the next building.

I was upstairs with John and another couple ladies sorting through all the costumes and making laundry piles. Then we cleaned off all the temporary racks and packed up everything that didn't need washing to make room for props and decorations in the BH room.

They were still at it when I left, dismantling the stable and putting the choir loft back in order. Everyone was laughing and having fun, even the girl who was on the floor performing major surgery on her vacuum which had sucked up too much hay. She was laughing so hard she had tears in her eyes. (Hey, that never happens at home!)

Ok--the TV is up to the last 3 minutes and my husband sounds much happier. I should go out and hold his hand for overtime....