Ch-ch-changes!

I am now officially the Technical Director for Plays and Players!  Along with that I am also the Production Intern at Theatre Exile for their Fringe show.  I posted about having these two offers a little over a week ago in the post titles Life and Growing Up.  These are both amazing opportunity for me and that means there are going to be some changes in my life, changes that I am super psyched about.

Because of this I will have less free time.  I'm am looking forward to this because sitting on my butt for half the day everyday gets old really fast.  My life is going to get busy and this is awesome.  These changes may affect the amount of time I have to blog and I am going to back off on blog just a wee bit.  What does that mean?  I will be blogging 3 days a week for the rest of the summer to see how blogging will fit into my new schedule.  Unfortunately I will have to back off on dying yarn, and while I'll still continue to knit and design I'm sure it will be slow going till I settle into my new schedule.  

I do plan that this blog will stay the same a place where I will be sharing my knitting adventures and knowledge, my sewing escapades and fun things happening in my life.  This is a new super exciting adventure that I am grateful to be able to share with everyone.  

Operation De-Clutter!

Since my life is taken a much needed change in direction and having started to read the amazing blog Reading My Tea Leaves I've been looking around our small apartment and noticing we have a lot of crap.  Crap we don't even need or use for that matter.  While our apartment is twice the size of Erin's from Tea Leaves, I feel we have no excuse for the clutter.  I can't take the crap any longer.

So far so good.

In the past I have attempted to deal with the clutter and it only seems that having guests over is the only way to get me off my behind and get rid of the crap.  Or at least hide it till the guests leave.  This is not how I want my apartment to look or feel.

The other day my friend Nicole told me this quote by William Morris "Have nothing in your house that you do not know to be useful or believe to be beautiful."  This is my new apartment motto.  We have too much stuff and a lot of it, isn't useful and the few things that are truly beautiful are being hidden by all the crap.  Armed with Mr. Morris's quote I am taking a stand against the clutter.

I have already tackled the bathroom cupboard and my kitchen.  Both of these attacks on the clutter and crap have been successful.  My goal is one pocket o clutter a day and so far that has been easy to manage, but I'll be honest I've been doing the easy stuff first.  There is one such pocket of clutter I am dreading.  The rocking chair corner is all my clutter.  I don't even think Simon has anything over there.  I am dreading this and may leave it for last.

The dreaded rocking chair corner, the catch all for sewing projects and fabric .

I already feel better about the few bits I've completed and it is motivating me to do more.  In my mind I have a picture of what our apartment should look like and it is well on its way to being that.

Life and Growing Up

Recently I made a big decision and it freaked me out for about a week.  I just didn't feel like myself, well, that whole concept has gotten a bit muddied in the past few years.  Life just got in the way of what I had planed to do after undergrad.  Now there aren't any excuses and it freaked me out.  I had to own up to what I said I was going to do.  This has been the best wake up call I could ever ask for and it lit a fire under my ass and got me thinking about what I love to do.

I've decided to get back into theatre.  I never really left, but I wasn't really present either.  I had written that part of my life off and thought that I was done with all that "theatre" stuff.  I had even looked into going back to school for riddiculous things like becoming a paralegal.  (Not that being a paralegal is riddiculous, it just is for me.) I was really just kidding myself and lulling myself into accepting what things were, which was a cop out.  I was becoming what I never wanted to be, relying on someone to save me and take care of me.

Not going back to camp has been the best decision I have made in years.  For about a week I thought it was the worst thing I had done.   After a week of feeling lost, and freaking out everyday, and a few days of frantically searching for myself I have come to the conclusion that it is time to grow up.

What does that even mean?  For me it is finally accepting that no one is going to come along and hand me  my dream job.  Which I'll admit was what I was expecting for awhile and it is what made me feel so jaded when it came to the theatre world.  It means that I have to take charge, put myself out there, get my hands dirty.  I'm done screwing around and bemoaning the fact that doing what I love was difficult.  It's my own damn fault. Accepting that was hard, but once I did everything made sense and became easier.

In the past few weeks I've applied for countless positions, and freelance spots and overhire lists.  I've had a bunch of interviews that all went well.  The result of all of this is that I was offered three great opportunities.  One is a TD position at a great theatre company in center city and the other is a production internship with a small and kick ass company located in South Philly.  I have to admit that I was floored that I had two offers, especially the TD position.  Now the questions are which do I take, could I possably do all three, and why in the world did I ever under value myself so much?

Am I scared about this new adventure?  Hell yes.  Should I not take the positions because of that?  Hell no.  I'm done thinking I can't and I'm ready to say I can.  I know that sounds cheesy, but I've finally realized I was holding myself back and now it's time to put myself out there and finally do what I said I was going to do.