I have had so much fun stuff going on that I want to share but I’ve just been too busy. But to summarize, in case you thought something might have changed: weekends are still awesome.
I’ve recently had two incredibly awesome weekends in a row.
Last weekend, my college girlfriends and I met up in Albany for one day to celebrate my bff Rachel’s birthday. We basically relived college for those 24 hours. Sleepover, girl talk, cupcake baking, nature walking, and plenty of food and dancing.
It was amazing. But then, we abruptly packed up our shit and went home.
But then! I got to do filming with the Bocce Ballers cast, as we started on episode 2 even though we’re not yet funded (hint hint). And that was super amazing too.
This most recent weekend, Amanda and I kicked off Friday night by having a (fun) business meeting, then seeing the Stepfathers improv at UCB (so good! go see it!), THEN seeing Don Jon, then editing until 3am (as we do). Saturday, we had improv class, then I broke off to go get my amazing new headshots taken…
…and then we met up with some improv friends later to see our friend Bowen’s musical sketch show: Pop Roulette. And even my husband Tom came. And THEN Tom and I went off to my friend Anand’s birthday party and I got to catch up with some grad school friends.
Saturday night, Tom and I stayed at a hotel in the city, which was a nice respite from commuting. Then yesterday, we saw Book of Mormon, met up with my improv friends for one more drink, and then took the solemn train ride back to Huntington.
These are all the things I want in life, ok? Hanging out with my friends and husband, and working my ass off at improv and Bocce Ballers. But is it me, or does having an awesome weekend make Monday seem even more depressing?
Don’t answer that. Since I’m counting this as my Project Optimism post, I’ll just end on the note that I’m super, super looking forward to this weekend, which involves a trip to New Orleans with my Argentina girls.