I’m a theater nerd–no shame here. I find comfort in creating analogies between theater things and other things. So, here goes.
Tomorrow is just like opening night, really. Only, it’s opening night of a one-man improv show that’s 7 hours in length (with one 25 minute intermission), that will run for 180 performances before taking a two months off, and then starting another season. Aaaaand, I’m the director, stage manager, and the star. So, no big, right?
In all honesty, I’m beyond excited for tomorrow (which, if you haven’t figured out, is the first day of school.) My room is (mostly) set up, my copies are made (for the first day, at least), and I’ve got my first-day shirt and tie already picked out and hung up somewhere that I’m sure to find them when I’m stumbling blearily around my closet at 5:15 AM.
Before then, though, I need to make sure everything is set for tomorrow, ensure that I have enough material to keep my homeroom occupied for however long I have them (could be a few hours, depending on how quickly the office can process all the issues that pop up and get a schedule set for every student), go grocery shopping, have dinner, and then make sure that things are falling into place for the rest of the week. Not too much to do, right? It really won’t be as bad as it sounds.
I’ll try to post an update after the first or second week of school (next weekend will find me in Wisconsin at the wedding of the century, so no guarantees about after the first week).
Until then, though: house to half, lights 1 and curtain, standby…