The rehearsal part of /rehearsal never happened. I was very sweet to myself during the load-out and didn't lift anything heavier than an abandoned screw. When load-in started in earnest, I parked myself in the front row and studied instead of throwing ribs out working a paint roller. This was not only the best choice for me physically but the best choice for the show. I guess the stumble-through they had while I was pitching myself headlong into violins was more stumble than anything else. While I was idling through the cafe tonight, the juvinille threw me a cue to which I responded 'Bu-WHA??' She just muttered 'God you are so lucky you weren't here yesterday' and moved on.
While I was buried in my lines,
It was nice to have a quiet night before the week before tech.
