I’m welcoming 2018 with open arms, because I’ve wanted 2017 to be over for a long time. It wasn’t a terrible year, and I won’t look back on it with hatred, but I also can’t think why I would need to look back on it. For the most part, 2017 was a blur. I can’t remember enough about it to comment. I got to travel a lot, which I loved – but I was also unemployed for three months, which I hated. Those two facts are the defining memories of the year. A lot of memories I had of this year, after discussing them with Matt, didn’t actually happen in 2017. I used to time my life based on what show I was on – but even that hasn’t worked this time around – as I can’t remember what shows I did. Continue reading
At some point during the last month, it dawned on me that if the theatre I currently work in suddenly stopped needing staff, I wouldn’t get a job elsewhere.
I love my job, I love the people I get to work with, I LOVE being on show call – but if I had to start again anew, with people I didn’t know, I don’t think I could. While I had 3 months of unemployment over the summer, I made no effort to find work with other companies because I was so scared. What if they didn’t like me? What if I’m actually rubbish at my job and it turns out I’ve only got this far because of the rest of the team? Continue reading