The Man In Maine Fall Mainly On His Butt

How's that for a title...it's actually more of a headline because it sums up today quite well.

We are moved. Major step #1 in the "going on the ships" process. Our stuff is in storage. The apartment is clean. We have a place to stay. We're staying with friends and left aside an assortment of "essentials" (crap we thought we would need, but we probably don't) to bring to their place.

Because of our schedules for the next 6 weeks it will be rare that all four of us are living there at the same time. Neither of them were there when we moved in. One major thing that needed to happen was putting some of our stuff in their storage area. Minor glitch...we didn't know where it was, and I had a 10:30 Baby show that night. We came home to a hide-a-bed couch all made up with a note saying we were "effin' crazy" if we didn't just sleep there and store the stuff in the morning. So we did just that.

In the morning I took a small load of stuff down on a hunt for the storage. Found it, checked out the remaining space, then went up stairs for one more load...a plastic tub with office equipment, and my PC. The final elements of our move. As I was walking down the stairs, Deanna said "Be careful!" To which I replied "Relax. I've got this." Not one step later did it appear that I was on a flat area, but there was one step left. I bit it...but not as hard as my PC. It rolled down the remaining stairs as I was crumpled oddly on the remaining stair that I didn't see. I'm mildly injured...just sore really.

I'm writing on my laptop right now...not because my PC died in the fall (I haven't checked it yet) but because I left for the airport this morning. I then arrived in Manchester and drove from there to Maine to play in the 10pm show there. I'll be here for two weeks.

Summary verified.

Remember Me?

I'm slowly going to start getting back into this thing for boat purposes...the Daily Photo too.

We received our first official email/slew of paperwork. It's all starting to happen. We know when we're rehearsing and we know who the cast is (we've known the cast for awhile).

Deanna and I are in the midst of moving out. We move on the 30th...technically on the 27th. I've been spending the last two months slowly preparing. Painting, sorting junk, getting stuff ready to sell. The walls are all white. A bunch of stuff is online or sold. We're doing it. The unfortunate thing is I'm working a gig that takes me out of town 4 of the next 9 days...including coming back around 11pm on the 27th. We have movers coming so at least it isn't Deanna loading a van by herself.

I'm home...well..."home" for the 28th then leave the 29th for Maine.

It should be interesting.

Soon we should be receiving scripts, finding out who our director is, and an assortment of fun things I don't know about.

I just shot my last photo shoot for the month. So I can pack all that stuff up. I may try to get some shots in when I get back from Maine. I have about 5 or so people who have already expressed interest. I just need to find a space.

This blog will mostly be for boating...maybe sometimes foreboding.