Back in the Big Apple!

Ok, so I'm actually across the river in Hoboken, NJ, but I consider it to be like an enclave of New York anyway, so close enough.

It's been a very strange couple weeks for me, lots and lots of transitions. It's been so rapid-fire that I haven't really even had a chance to make any adjustments internally. I'm sitting on Matt Joachim's couch, just as I would if I were here visiting for spring break, say, only this is where I live now, at least for the moment. Huh. I can hardly believe that even as I type it. WEIRD. This is going to take a lot of getting used to. I don't want to think about it too hard right now because I feel like my head will explode.

Anyway, tomorrow morning I'm heading into Atlantic for the tech rehearsal of 10 x 25. Oh, wait. Did I tell you what I'm even doing in New York? Maybe I should, just in case you didn't know. A few months ago, I was contacted by my old boss at Atlantic asking if I was interested in being the Company Manager for the 10 x 25 Play Festival celebrating Atlantic Theater Company's 25th season. 25 commissioned 10 minute plays by playwrights who have worked with Atlantic over the years, being presented in three two-week "evenings" of eight or nine plays each. Teresa, the CM (that is, Company Manager) for Atlantic, will be across town for the 8:00pm curtain of THROUGH A GLASS DARKLY, and therefore not able to cover the 7:30pm curtain of 10 x 25, so they hired me to do it. I'm working with Atlantic for the duration of the festival, until the end of June, being present at each of the performances as the contractual representative of the producer, working with front-of-house staff, verifying box office receipts, writing CM reports for each performance, and making sure that the actors have everything that they need. As of right now, that's my only employment, though I'm hoping to hear back from Dodger Properties (a Broadway producing office) tomorrow about an internship for the summer which I would really love to have. I'm still looking for an actual full-time permanent job, as well as a place to live.

That's actually a big part of the weirdness for me. I'm essentially homeless. Yes, I can always go home to Oakmont, but while that's "home", it's really my parents' house now. I don't live there. I will go back to be at my familial headquarters, but I will be going back to visit, not to stay (most likely, unless my stint of unemployment lasts so long that I have to move back). Aside from that, though, I don't actually live anywhere. Matt gave me a set of keys and said I could stay with him as long as I like, which is great and soooo generous of him. I think it will be great to live with him. But I'm sleeping on his air mattress on his floor, and living out of my suitcase. Yes, I know that this is a high class problem, and that most of the world is living in poverty, but the fact remains that yesterday I had an apartment in Pittsburgh, and today I don't. Gah! I told myself I wouldn't think about it anymore!

Anyway, homeless or not, I'm exhausted. The emotional toll of the past few weeks has rendered me fairly sleepy, and now that I'm ostensibly a real person I should probably start keeping real person hours. I really do hope to update this blog more regularly, but given my track record there's no telling.

I'll close, once again with my personal motto (and this is more for me than for you): Keep calm and carry on.