Mixed emotions...
So yesterday was pretty good. Low-key, for a birthday, but good. The park, for the first time (I'm not sure why it happened this year) put my name on the park computer system, so every other place I went at work yesterday, I had someone wishing me happy birthday. I even got serenaded by the entire Merchandise Department (I walked into the Opera House for something while they were doing an orientation, and the Department Manager put me on the spot...) I also had someone tell me they would have guessed me to be ten years younger than I actually am. I can only credit that to having a job that I love (even if I don't necessarily love everything about it...but I know guys I went to high school with that looked, ten years ago, older than I do now...)
The initial reaction on the news of the Opera House is mildly enthusing. Our worst-case scenario was that we'd point the problem out and they'd just say, "Sorry, out of luck...get out of the building as soon as possible." The Maintenance Director wasn't around yesterday (that's the sometimes-difficult part of the off-season...no guarantee that any one person is actually going to be at the park on any given day), but we talked it over with the head carpenter, who was pretty nonplussed by the whole thing and said, very matter-of-factly, "Yeah, just turn in a work order for someone to come over and inspect it, we'll get it taken care of." But, apparently, there's not a major fear of the beam crashing through the ceiling anytime soon. I'll just make sure I don't spend a lot of time standing at the north end of the stage...
The two worst things that happened yesterday were indirectly related. I woke up with a nasty head-cold, that's been trying to drop down into my chest...I got bronchitis about ten years ago, so every time I catch a cold, it tries to repeat the experience for me. I think I've got Scott to thank for the cold...I was doing makeup for a 'dance for the camera' piece this last weekend, and he had me show up at 10 AM Saturday morning--to a warehouse with no heat, and no air circulation, so it was about 20 degrees colder inside than out. And, then, basically, I sat and waited for 2 hours. And I got well-chilled, in the process. I could have waited outside, but the wind was blowing, and I dislike getting my eyeballs breeze-dried even more than I dislike catching a chill.
But we also had to grab a cart and haul a few things around yesterday...and it was a beautiful day, until about five minutes before I got the cart. By the time I got outside, it was raining. By the time I got back to the office with the cart, it was a full-on downpour. Fortunately, I'd anticipated getting caught in the rain; and I always dress extra-warm when I have a cold...so I had on enough layers that I didn't actually get soaked, other than my legs and feet.
But the day ended on a good note. My younger brother unexpectedly called me a couple of days ago and said, "Hey, Mom and I were wondering what your plans are for Wednesday night." I didn't have any...I'm getting together with some friends tomorrow night to have a birthday dinner (steak and dutch oven potatoes...hope I've got the cold on the ropes by then, it'd be a shame to be suffering a diminished appetite when the dinner is in my honor!), so I hadn't planned on doing anything particular on my actual birthday.
So Mom and Al took me out to dinner (granted, I had to drive to Logan for it...but I've made the drive for less). Nothing fancy...the buffet at Golden Corral...but it was nice to just sit and spend time with them.
All things considered, not a bad way to commemorate the ninth anniversary of my 29th birthday (it's a simple math problem, don't over-analyze it...) ;)
So yesterday was pretty good. Low-key, for a birthday, but good. The park, for the first time (I'm not sure why it happened this year) put my name on the park computer system, so every other place I went at work yesterday, I had someone wishing me happy birthday. I even got serenaded by the entire Merchandise Department (I walked into the Opera House for something while they were doing an orientation, and the Department Manager put me on the spot...) I also had someone tell me they would have guessed me to be ten years younger than I actually am. I can only credit that to having a job that I love (even if I don't necessarily love everything about it...but I know guys I went to high school with that looked, ten years ago, older than I do now...)
The initial reaction on the news of the Opera House is mildly enthusing. Our worst-case scenario was that we'd point the problem out and they'd just say, "Sorry, out of luck...get out of the building as soon as possible." The Maintenance Director wasn't around yesterday (that's the sometimes-difficult part of the off-season...no guarantee that any one person is actually going to be at the park on any given day), but we talked it over with the head carpenter, who was pretty nonplussed by the whole thing and said, very matter-of-factly, "Yeah, just turn in a work order for someone to come over and inspect it, we'll get it taken care of." But, apparently, there's not a major fear of the beam crashing through the ceiling anytime soon. I'll just make sure I don't spend a lot of time standing at the north end of the stage...
The two worst things that happened yesterday were indirectly related. I woke up with a nasty head-cold, that's been trying to drop down into my chest...I got bronchitis about ten years ago, so every time I catch a cold, it tries to repeat the experience for me. I think I've got Scott to thank for the cold...I was doing makeup for a 'dance for the camera' piece this last weekend, and he had me show up at 10 AM Saturday morning--to a warehouse with no heat, and no air circulation, so it was about 20 degrees colder inside than out. And, then, basically, I sat and waited for 2 hours. And I got well-chilled, in the process. I could have waited outside, but the wind was blowing, and I dislike getting my eyeballs breeze-dried even more than I dislike catching a chill.
But we also had to grab a cart and haul a few things around yesterday...and it was a beautiful day, until about five minutes before I got the cart. By the time I got outside, it was raining. By the time I got back to the office with the cart, it was a full-on downpour. Fortunately, I'd anticipated getting caught in the rain; and I always dress extra-warm when I have a cold...so I had on enough layers that I didn't actually get soaked, other than my legs and feet.
But the day ended on a good note. My younger brother unexpectedly called me a couple of days ago and said, "Hey, Mom and I were wondering what your plans are for Wednesday night." I didn't have any...I'm getting together with some friends tomorrow night to have a birthday dinner (steak and dutch oven potatoes...hope I've got the cold on the ropes by then, it'd be a shame to be suffering a diminished appetite when the dinner is in my honor!), so I hadn't planned on doing anything particular on my actual birthday.
So Mom and Al took me out to dinner (granted, I had to drive to Logan for it...but I've made the drive for less). Nothing fancy...the buffet at Golden Corral...but it was nice to just sit and spend time with them.
All things considered, not a bad way to commemorate the ninth anniversary of my 29th birthday (it's a simple math problem, don't over-analyze it...) ;)
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