Showing posts with label sometimes i sing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sometimes i sing. Show all posts

Exploding is generally bad for your health

The update on the Whirling Hellstorm of Crap that is my housing situation is that I am moving out. On Thursday. I'll try to find another place, hopefully for not too much more rent in a more fun location. We'll see. I can't seem to nail down exactly who I'll be living with other than Viola Girl. The Hairdresser seemed interested in finding a place together, but she needs something immediately while Viola Girl won't be out here until August and since I'm homeless anyway would prefer to start paying closer to the August date. I'm perfectly happy to secure and August 1st lease in early July, couch surf until the opera I'm doing is over, and then GO HOME for the rest of July. I'm unemployed, I have to go back east for my cousin's wedding (no, no, the OTHER cousin wedding of the summer) anyway, might as well make a real thing of it.

Meanwhile, singing? Learning my rep? Getting myself in proper, working, singing order? I don't know what these things are anymore.

Also, healthy diet? Exercise? Huh? I lost last week because I was too stressed out to be hungry. So...yay? Not the way I'd prefer to do things. The dire combination of opera staging, packing, and stress as left my diet and physical well being so far down on the list I can hardly read it. But I can't really get too hard on myself about things like that right now. Yes, I'm disappointed that I'm not a super hero with the worlds most fantastic willpower, but if I worry and stress about anything else, I will actually explode. And that wouldn't be very good for my physical well being either. So I'll take my wine and my cookie and my unbalanced diet of non-meals throughout the day. And eventually I'll get back to the gym, but for now I'm not worrying about that. I'll just pack up my life in 4 days and then worry about it.

"Ou vas-tu? Ta douleur t'egare!"

Quickie post as I collect my thoughts and intend to do a better post later. I missed my usual Wednesday Weigh In update because...I just did. Tonight was our opera workshop scenes recital which was 3 1/2 hours long and just drained all energy out of our entire department. Sigh. But it went. It went alright, I think I sounded okay though I still wasn't super happy with it. Lack of connection, I think. It was all thrown up so fast that I didn't do enough work on my character and as a result felt very disconnected from the scene. But it's over now, so that's that. For anyone wondering it was a scene from Rossini's "Guillaume Tell" (in French. Oh yes) and I was Mathilde. Sauve Guillaume. Il meurt victime de son amour de son pays. Yes sir.

Today I was also in a general funk, which I attribute to many things, but in no small part to my lack of gym for over a week. I know, I know. Timing has been strange this week. I had to buy clothes/dress rehearsal Tuesday and get groceries yesterday. The weekend was lost to various recitals and pure laziness. I WANT to go back, I just don't think I can before maybe Saturday and then not again until maybe Tuesday. But I want to keep moving, I really do like it even though it makes me smelly.

Crashing now after that LONG concert. Well done all performers, everyone was brilliant and true opera slaves tonight. Well done.

GOOD NEWS! (that has nothing to do with food)

The plan today was originally to go to the gym before rehearsal, since there's a lovely 24 Hour Fitness right by the theater, but then I realized that I left my sneakers in my locker at school, which would take me a solid hour out of my way to retrieve. So instead, I had a dance party in my room while watching season 3 of "Angel". The result? 3 PointsPlus Points. Fantastic.

In other news today was also a day filled with cookies and desserts and not the best choices. Good things happened yesterday so I bought a cookie to celebrate, which I did knowing I could afford it and wanted to treat myself. And then...I got to the theater. And someone had made mint brownies and someone else brought the most magical cookies ever filled with like 15 different kinds of chocolate chips and peanut butter and marshmallows and it was basically a cookie designed with me directly in mind. I love hodgepodges of flavors. So...there's that. Bad choices.

ON TO THE GOOD NEWS! Which has nothing to do with my diet but much to do with my self confidence. So you may remember how I said I made the finals of a local opera competition? And how I was just excited to right "Competition Finalist" on my resume? WELL I WON. And not like I placed and won some money (which would have been very awesome in it's own right) but I came in FIRST. Which is AMAZING since that's the first time I've ever even made the finals. I'm pretty psyched and feeling pretty damn fantastic about it. Also my voice lessons for this summer and change are completely covered financially, so that's a load off my mind. I basically flipped out when I read the email that listed me in first place. Like...seriously. Dancing, crying, cheering in my room. By myself, at 1 am when the email went out. Craziness. But I'm so happy!!! It was seriously the pick me up I needed at this point, so thank you, Universe!