Twas the night before #2...

I am someone who worries about everything.

If there is white powder on the bottom of my pizza, it is certainly mold or anthrax before it is flour.

If my friends don't answer my text within a reasonable timeframe, they are probably dead in a ditch.

If I don't offer my parents money to keep up with household needs, they will starve.

And, so on. You get the idea.


So it's very curious to me that, on the eve of Calamity #2, I am not worried. I am not nervous. I'm pretty calm and even, dare I say, excited.

It's not to say that tonight was without work. Meghan and I prepared our snacks, our programs, discussed costuming and logistics, and rehearsed a bit. But we did all this while lounging in my parents' pool and backyard. We talked very, very casually about our next shows, and about how cool water ballet is.

Feasibly, there's a lot that could go wrong. Electrical power, air conditioning, any manner of technology could malfunction. The acts could not show up. THE AUDIENCE COULD FORGET TO COME. And yet, rather than visualizing these catastrophes in my mind over and over again, I am accepting them as possible outcomes, and moving on with my life.

It's a cool thing. An incredible feeling, to finally, for once, be unburdened by weighty worry and concern. It's not to say that things won't go wrong and that tomorrow will go off without a hitch, but for the first time in my adult life, the possibility of hitches is not preventing me from excitedly anticipating the main event.

Here's hoping it's not some cruel twist of fate.

Either way, on with the show! Merde, everyone! See you tomorrow at Third Life Studios, 8pm!


-A.