It is my Birthday eve, and the last chance to be lovely and 44. I shall continue to be lovely tomorrow, but just at the age of 45. The day was spent rehearsing and tweaking scenery etc. It would have been nice to have read my script, but the trouble with doing too many things at once is that you can sometimes put yourself last. Eating properly goes out of the window, and you end up eating at midnight. Managed to sneak in a couple of hours of work today as well, which was nice...it was almost relaxing. Not sure if I am looking forward to tomorrow or not. 45 doesn't bother me, but I think I am becoming grouchy. I don't like being centre of attention for merely remaining alive for another year. It was all very simple...I continued to breath in and out, and everything else just seems to follow logically. There's no need to thank me...I quite enjoy it. There's also the issue of alcohol. I will be sober for the day as I will be on stage. This will be a nice alternative...hopefully anyway.
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