I think I tried this once before, but that was many ports ago, and I've lost the map to that particular harbor. Sailing on, seemed the best tack to follow.
Things are, unsurprisingly, chaotic. Dena lost her job a little over a month ago. Shortly thereafter, her mother did as well. Things were looking dark. Very dark.
We have seen some land on the horizon, though. Tina (my mother-in-law) got a temporary gig just a week after being laid off, and has an interview tomorrow for something permanent. This one would be really good for her. Keeping our fingers crossed, etc.
I may have an opportunity to get back into the Renaissance Festival. I went out last weekend and let loose at the back of a stage show that a friend of mine performs in. Singing, acting up. The head of the group (not my friend) invited me to play with them at three of their shows that day. She then introduced me to the festivals entertainment director. I'm waiting for a phone call from her, so we can talk about options for getting me out there. I'm excited. I've really missed it. Last week was so fun. Of course, the pessimist in me just won't die and I'm afraid the only offer I'll get from the E.D. is a spot on the gate crew. NOT what I am hoping for. Rali, the show leader, seemed to be interested in having me play with them... but I won't know until I can talk to the entertainment director.
Though a lot of good things seem to be looming for the family and myself, I can't seem to shake a depression that has a hold of me. I'm angry all the time. Sometimes I can hardly keep it at bay. I just want to hit something. Fight practice helps with that, but we got rained out last week, and I'm not going out on the 4th of July.
I'm sure I could write more. I have so much I just want to let out. Unfortunately, I have a meeting to go to. Maybe later.
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