Birthday!

Happy Birthday Pop!  I still think you're the best!

I'm having a No day.  I might be having a No week.

I'm tired.  I'm tired of being tired.  I'm tired of people asking me for things.  I don't want to answer the stupid question of "how was your day?" because you know what, my day was all full of no.  My day was full of cranky.

It doesn't really matter what happened or if it was good or not, anything that bounced into me today was an irritant.  I at least understand that there are a lot of things around me that shouldn't cause me irritation but they do anyway.

I had ice cream for dinner.

I need to be left alone for a day or two.

Then, maybe I can move back into yes.

I dedicate this song to myself...

I've been putting together two giant shows at once.

 I'm so tired I hurt.

 I'm so tired I couldn't stay awake watching the dress rehearsal tonight.

 If there is a limit to my abilities I believe that designing and building/altering/renting/coordinating two period Tom Stoppard shows with a part time assistant is it. This all needs a shop with a shop manager, a hair designer, an assistant, a cutter and two or three stitchers MINIMUM... note to self, here is the line, let's not cross it again... two months without days off or the required amount of sleep is ill advised.

 Dear friends and family... I'll call you soon. April is going to be a month of spring cleaning and rest. Much Love.

A Schrodinger of a time