Summer Job and a Successful Irish Stout

I am looking forward to the summer. Why? I am looking forward to the summer because I have a way to occupy it that is within my field and financially responsible. Indeed, dear reader, I got a job as a scenic artist at the Contemporary American Theatre Festival. Ultimately, the job description is very similar to the one that I do the rest of the year, but summer stock has a way of amping up the intensity on even the most mundane of tasks. Usually, one is building and painting full scale productions in a very short time period (a week is a luxury) and those shows are put into rotation (usually called Rep) over the course of a few weeks. Imagine doing what you normally do over a single week and then take that and accomplish the same amount in less than half the time. Yeah, the hours can get pretty wild. Luckily, this place sounds like they actually care about a person’s time and health. So, while I fully expect plenty of long days (and nights) filled with intensely creative cyclones, I also anticipate having a massive amount of fun being in a new environment. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I seriously love my job, but I am almost glad that I have three months away. Sure, it would be nice to not have to go on the hunt for a job in the summer. However, that means that I have to keep my portfolio up to date, I get to work in different places as well as with different people, and I don’t get bored during my hiatus from the Stage. Plus, I get a sweet little cushion between my summer job starting and Stage season ending so I get an actual break before all the madness. I have many a scheme for that month that make me rather giddy indeed.

Also, on a totally unrelated note, I have discovered a new craft. Well, craft brewing to be exact. Ladies and Gentlemen, this blogger has officially brewed her first batch of beer! Handsome got into brewing last year and when we moved here I made it clear that I would love to learn. Thus, a few months back, we got our kit and equipment and we now have our first beer fully carbonated and delicious while our second has just been bottled. First beer is an Irish Stout that came out rather fantastic. I know to some it probably tastes something like petroleum, but as someone who loves a good stout, I am deeply in love with ours. I practically glow with pleasure when I taste the thing that I and my gorgeous partner put together…and it doesn’t scream “DISGUSTING” or “AMATEUR”! I won’t go into too much detail because I realize brewing is one of those things that is far more rewarding to drink than to wax poetic about, but I will say that I thoroughly enjoy the process. Even if it means we now have way more beer than we ever thought of drinking comfortably.


Full Time

Do you know, I was nervous that not having a job would mean my life would get less interesting. Perhaps that sounds naive, but if you consider the amount of hours one puts into a full time position, then you can understand how I was nervous that I wouldn’t have much to fill those hours once the job was gone. Well, you can cross those fears off the list of anxieties that plague me. Within the last two weeks, I have driven a good portion of the east coast of the United States (Florida up to Connecticut to be precise), spent copious amounts of time with friends in multiple states, been applying out my ears for new jobs, battling dragons and gremlins of varying size and viciousness, working out, dreaming of sky castles and their foundations, tunneling out of snowy waste, and navigating my relationship with a man who I have only thus far enjoyed long distance. I will not pretend that life is idyllic seeing as there are certainly things that plague me, but, as I said, dragons and gremlins (for the record, not all dragons are nasty, but a portion are rather rude and tend to use their size and fire-breathing capabilities for less than savory endeavors.)  Ultimately, I am just musing on the fact that, though I love working, I wish that people here could be allowed such a holiday that I am having now. Obviously I am seeking work, but wouldn’t it be truly glorious to just be allowed to enjoy not having a fixed job for a while? To simply pursue living uncomplicated by the institutions that twist our guts and make us feel anxious because they are the new predators that replaced other animals when we evolved? I have to wonder what it will take for everybody to demand time to truly enjoy living. There is so much to explore, and certainly people make it happen within the confines of working so hard, but wouldn’t it be a beautiful thing if we determined the limits of our time rather than working within a convention that we had very little say in creating? Musings are another way I have been spending my time 😉