Last night, I helped out as interim stage manager for Boulevard Theatre’s production of Handle With Care, a sweet little show given great life by its actors. I stole a little life force being around people who had no choice but to appreciate me. Marcee was very kind to me, watching that I dealt with a very stressful situation without losing my cool. The lights were not working and it had nothing to do with my aptitude or ineptitude.

Luckily, between Mitch and me, we were able to figure out the problem (a poor address on the dimmer packs), and we moved forward with not trouble. The technical things are never a problem; my stress always comes in having to keep other people from panicking. Whether I know the answer to a problem or not, I always keep a level head, and run several “what if” scenarios at once. Typically, people’s suggestions are a few steps behind me, but I feel like honoring them with a second attempt allows us all to feel secure that every option has been exhausted and that everyone has been heard.

I was asked to direct a show at another theatre for a reasonable rate, but I’m not sure whether I’m interested. The script shows promise, but I balk at the necessity of casting pre-teens and adolescents. I can control them, obviously, but would I find merit in working with them? I have to decide by tomorrow.

Tonight, I get to meet with the folks at the Alchemist, who are some of my favorite people. Even if conversations never quite sync between us, I know that we share a perspective on theatre, particularly in Milwaukee, and it has been too long since I have spent some time with them. With every meeting, I grow more excited for this next show, and it does help to buffer me against so many people who seemingly want to use me for their personal gain, while granting not even the smallest kindnesses in return.

I have to remember that my people exist out there, and I have only been removed from them temporarily.