Oh, boy, I was a busy little beaver there for a while. I could not participate in last week’s Microblog Monday because I was busy transcribing. I did about 46 hours in 10 days (30 hrs in 4 days). I did tell them I needed 2 weeks only to be told they needed it sooner rather than later. Of course. Just when I had a busy weekend lined up.
The 14th was my mum’s 80th birthday. For those in the know, I put a video of her on Facebook. It was terrific to see her connect for a little while. She looked right at me and told me, “This is a nice birthday.” That’s a big deal to me. We sang happy birthday to her and I know she enjoyed our visit. I just wish my side of the family could have been there for her. My younger sister sent flowers and of course, my older sister sent nothing. I wish I could have done more, I wish it could have been a big deal, but it was what it was.
And then….I had a visit from a good friend, Anna. Luckily she came the day after I finished my massive typing job. She used to have a blog and that is where I go to know this awesome woman. Her long awaited son was born the same month as mine. I see her once a year when she heads out west to visit family. And I get to see her blue eyed boy. Wow, it always amazes me that I knew him when he was just a wish and now he is 5 years old and talking Minecraft with my kid. It was crazy, they were instant buddies. Our visit was hastily arranged so of course, that’s the day I have a doctor’s appointment in the morning in the city and I have an audition at the height of rush hour. We squeeze in a quick visit to Lynn Canyon suspension bridge. That poor woman, what I put her through! She was a bit hesitant about going across but her brave child leads her across the jiggly rope bridge and I manage to find a semi quiet place by the rocks and creek for a few minutes of peace. I wish I could have kept them there for more time with a picnic, but I had to go downtown again for an audition. I seriously would have blown it off had it not been a really decent role.
Anna graciously agreed to hang out at my house with my kid so I could go to my audition. I figured I’d be an hour tops. Well, once in the car, I discover the 2nd Narrows bridge was massively backed up because of stalled vehicle and the other was backed up because of another stall AND a 4.5 centimetre construction plate that spans the width of the bridge that causes all traffic to slow down to a crawl. I call my agent to let her know (via Bluetooth) and then I just sit in traffic working on my lines. It was probably the most zen I’ve been going to an audition in a long time. I end up being 40 minutes late. I finally get there and breathe for a few minutes before I go in. It was a producer/director session so at least I know I had my shot at it. I only got to do it once, which you could either say I nailed it or they weren’t really interested. (It’s been about a week, so I’ve let it go already.) When I return, Anna’s husband had arrived to whisk them away to dinner but I insist on hijacking one more hour with them and force them to eat at one of those family eating places that I like only because it serves wine. She’s such an awesome woman, I get pissed that she’s not my neighbour and I can’t hang out with her more. Oh, how I’d love to sit in her kitchen! She’s just so real, and she feels stuff without pushing it away. I envy that ability because it is so rare in people these days. And to do that when you’re tired because she just wanted to see me. I’m lucky, right? Yeah, I know.
To borrow Anna’s saying, we’re sucking the marrow out of summer, so I’m off!
A Woman My Age 