My kids have gone fishing with their Grandpa this weekend up North at Grist Lake. As a result the house is very quiet. It feels weird. I realized that when the kids are home I am always "on" and with them being gone I feel this void of intent. It was weird this afternoon when I realized that I didn't have to get home at any particular time and I kind of lost focus. I dream of having time to myself but there I was, with time to myself, and I hadn't planned to do anything so I was just wandering aimlessly... Ha ha ha... If I hadn't been so busy leading up to them going today I might have planned to do some of the things I want to do, like write... It was a lost opportunity but it was also very interesting to see where my brain went without the overriding focus of the kids to power it.
Anyhow, I took the time to map out the calendar for my upcoming theatre and other things. It's all on my iPad but it needs to be transferred to the Big Calendar. I have Freewill Players Lear and Midsummer, Walterdale's Anything Goes, rehearsals for Death Comes to Auntie Norma (Fringe) and production meetings for Proof. It sounds like a lot, but it's spaced out nicely and hopefully this kid-free weekend will help me relax as I enter summer.
Maybe I will see you at some of the shows?