It's ON!

The last few days have been CRAZY... C-R-A-Z-Y!!! Worked overnight at the restaurant on Saturday and Sunday (and Saturday night was a particularly tough shift because the girl I was supposed to be working with went home very early because she was sick). Following my overnight shift on Sunday, I hopped on the subway and headed directly out to the east end of the city to the Peace Theatre, for the first day of our two day Peace Theatre Camp "Guide Training" session. Needless to say, at the end of this 24 hour period of being awake and working constantly, I was pretty exhausted. And being in the beautiful, natural "oasis in the city" that is the Peace Theatre (a gorgeous heritage home and outdoor amphitheatre nestled amidst Taylor Creek Park), I was also suffering some serious allergic reactions. And the hot sickly smog of our city's current atmosphere didn't help much either.

So I'm lucky that Tracey was so understanding when I showed up for our rehearsal yesterday evening (yes, I came straight from the Peace Theatre), wearing the same clothes she had seen me in the previous evening at our last rehearsal (from which I went straight to work at the restaurant afterwards), an allergic and exhausted mess. I am so thankful that she told me so firmly to go to Shoppers Drug Mart, get some Benadryl and go home to bed. Which is what I did. Although despite the four spoonfuls of Benadryl that I took in Tracey's presence before I headed home, I was still a sneezing and sniffling mess all the way home on the TTC. It was actually quite embarrassing - I could not stop sneezing! And I felt like everyone on the subway & bus must've thought I was just a really inconsiderate sick person. I wanted to stand up and declare - "IT'S JUST ALLERGIES!!!" But I didn't. Instead I arrived at home, my face and eyes actually swollen with red, allergy-induced grossness, and I downed another four spoonfuls and promptly passed out in my bed.

I slept for what felt like hours and woke up in what I now realise must've been a Benadryl-induced coma or something, because it was only 8pm and I thought it was 8am. So I called my good friend Mark, to whom I am "assistant director" for this summer's camp, and had a strange, foggy conversation full of insanity that I'm not quite sure he realised was exhaustion & benadryl-induced. You see, I thought it was Wednesday morning and that I was late, and I felt so sick and foggy and kept apologising for not being at the peace theatre... It's funny now, in retrospect, though at the time I think he was quite worried about me.

Moral of this story:
1) No more working for 24+ hours straight with no sleep, and
2) No more liquid Benadryl (it's non-drowsy LIFE brand pills from now on!)

In any case, I am feeling super-pumped about this summer's Peace Camp - and about my life in general! I am feeling excited, inspired, motivated... all of that good stuff!

I've also decided that I am going to experiment with updating this blog more regularly (I am gonna *TRY* for every day), if not always so "thoroughly". For example, sometimes I may just record random thoughts in point form, or even just write a sentence or two as my "thought for the day", and save the long-winded storytelling and updates for the moments when I have more time and motivation (the way I have been keeping this blog to date) - sound good to y'all? Yeah! Me too!

On that note, I shall sign off and say... 'til tomorrow... We'll see what happens!

In love and gratitude always,
*NAMASTE*