Well, ladies and gentleman–
I’m coming at you from bed. My health has taken a negative turn in the last week and pair that up with the exhaustion from tech…bed just seems to be the best place.
Mind you, this is not a crazy, exhausting, strenuous tech process. Actually, this is really smooth, calm, and a lot of fun. But the late nights and early mornings are taking their toll and so it is actually just the lack of sleep that has made me exhausted. How refreshing!
Of course, exhaustion at times means “emotionally compromised” and I think that’s where I’ve been for a few days. I’m proud to say it hasn’t affected my work. I’ve been determined to call a great show, and in doing so it has made for even more exhaustion. My mind is stuck on the issue mentioned yesterday: the note, hope, and holding on. Oy vey.
Perhaps another factor is the drama of the angst-y, hormonal, and sexually charged teens I work with…Their issues are bringing up my own to an extent.
Or really, maybe I just have too much damn time on my hands because I’m bedridden and can’t concentrate on anything else except finding energy to make a smoothie and my damn feelings. This is probably the case.
Whatever the reason may be, I hate it here. I hate it in this place of limbo. Not moving forward, not moving back. Stuck in illness and frustration.
Anyway…when the iPad is done charging (for the photos), I’ll make my way to the kitchen to make myself a banana chocolate smoothie and some tuna bruschetta for my protein-packed tech dinner.
It was SO GOOD. I’m drinking it now and can feel my body absorbing the nutrients. Plus, the chocolate kick curbs the sweet tooth.
Similar to last time, I just mixed a can of tuna with chopped tomatoes, garlic, basil, thyme, chives. This time, instead of garbanzo beans, I added black beans. I also added a tablespoon or so of capers. Dress it up with balsamic vinegar, salt and pepper.
There you go, my friends. Easy, kind of rustic, and hopefully enough to get me through.
Funny, isn’t it? The things you think when you’re exhausted? How much more difficult thought management is when you don’t sleep?
Funny also how we always have one more thing to say, even if we think we’ve said it all.