I went to a Scriptless rehearsal for the first time in months. Every time I think I've made up my mind to quit, I get treated like the prodigal son and convinced that they still love me and adore working with me however infrequent my appearances are. We did a trust game tonight - that stupid thing where your close your eyes and stand with your feet together and let everyone push you around the circle. Just as I opened my mouth to tell them I needed to stop because the motion was hurting my rib, 3 of them noticed I was wincing and called a very, very worried halt to the game. I'm going to play on Saturday even though I will miss Friday's rehearsal, Jason decreed it so.
Today I also got proof that Mark has been hanging around techies too much. We were talking about taking down the Christmas tree today and he actually phrased it "and we can take off the instruments..... Ornaments! Strike the lamps!!"