As I drove home from my rehearsals tonight, I was thinking about the game plan for another hella busy day tomorrow. I was going through my mental checklist of to-do's: modern, ballet, work, dance history, tech rehearsal, get body paint for my dancers, finish my costume, finish my theater design project... then I stopped. That's Wednesday's schedule. Tomorrow is Tuesday. Which means tonight is only Monday.
Today was one of those uber-busy days where you find yourself at the end, ready to collapse into bed, and all you remember from the day is a discombobulated blur. Actually, it has been non-stop since Saturday morning, starting with my 7 am rehearsal. It went from zero to sixty first thing that morning and hasn't really slowed since. Which explains why I feel that surely tomorrow must be Wednesday. My sore, tired body tells me so!
Not that the week's busy-ness is a surprise. The Student Dance Concert is this weekend, so there are all kinds of rehearsals and last-minute things to take care of. Oh yeah, and the projects I have due this week. I knew all of it was coming.
But it doesn't change the fact that it feels like it should be later in the week... Right?? Anyone??
** SIGH **