My Week in Review

This week is a pre­miere exam­ple of the sort of life I live. I didn’t exactly spend any time at home in the first week in our new house. Let me run you through the week. Strap in, because by the time I fin­ish telling you, you may be as exhausted as I was last night. But exhaus­tion is not a rea­son for me to go home and sleep.

Sun­day was mov­ing day, we had the movers start at 8am and they were done before 11am. We did some unpack­ing and plan­ning and then had fam­ily and friends over. It was actu­ally the first chance for our par­ents to meet. K’s mom and my dad got along great, dad grilled up some hot­dogs and such. By the end of the night we were exhausted. Not the way to end a week­end, is it.

Mon­day I had work and after that, I couldn’t go home, instead I had a meet­ing with the Man­a­Na­tion spon­sor to rene­go­ti­ate our agree­ment. Half of me expected the meet­ing to go poorly, but by the end of it I was excited and pumped for the com­ing year.

Tues­day was another day of good work at Mind­Comet, and after it I headed down to SAK to do the weekly Improv work­shop. I love the work­shop and it is a great way to rest my mind and let it do some­thing com­pletely dif­fer­ent than usual. How­ever, after it I didn’t go home, I had to go to the back room and film a spe­cial episode of Man­a­Na­tion for next week’s pre­view of Con­flux the next Man­a­Na­tion set. I think I made it home around 11.

Wednes­day was another 6am day, oh did I for­get to men­tion that I get up every­day at 6am? And I go to bed around mid­night every day. I worked as usual and left a lit­tle later, but that night I got to go home for a lit­tle while before head­ing back out with K to meet two of our friends who are get­ting mar­ried and as my wed­ding gift to them I’m build­ing their wed­ding web­site, so we had to meet up and dis­cuss what they want on it. After the meet­ing we went out to dinner.

Thurs­day was a lit­tle calmer, by that I mean I left work and went home, but then went out again for a din­ner with a friend com­mem­o­rat­ing his being laid off. This was actu­ally the tough­est night for me, aside from K and our friend, I didn’t really know the other peo­ple and I was trapped in the cor­ner with peo­ple who were quite con­tent hold­ing their own con­ver­sa­tions and not talk­ing to me. Which was fine, I watched bas­ket­ball on the TVs.

Last night could have been a night at home but the truth is that I decided to go out with K, just us. That’s really the secret to a rela­tion­ship and liv­ing a busy life. Part of the ‘busy-ness’ has to be the other per­son. So K and I went out to din­ner at Mel­low Mush­room which is per­haps one of my favorite pizza places ever. After din­ner we hit the com­edy club and saw a hys­ter­i­cal show that had me cry­ing I was laugh­ing so hard.

And today is a wed­ding. A close friend is get­ting mar­ried today and get this, open top shelf bar. Do you know what this means? It means I won’t be sober by the end of the night. And if I am, some­one has failed at life. Me.

Speak­ing of, I’ve got chores to get to. We dis­cov­ered a load of laun­dry in the washer at the new house, and K has decided remov­ing those clothes is a job for the man in the rela­tion­ship. Ugh.