Last night as i sat in front of the TV watching the nothing good that was on, I was struck by the fact that there was really nothing I would rather be doing.
I remember distinctly in my mid-20's thinking about people that were not involved in the arts, "What do they do with the rest of their day, watch TV?" and how crazy it seemed. Since I got out of college I have always had a full-time job in addition to various artistic projects such as acting, producing and performing in puppet productions, and rehearsing and performing with my band.
I think back to what i was doing when Miss D was a baby and it just seems insane. Husband and I were one of the first people we knew to have a child. In fact, I had exactly one friend (one of my bandmembers) that had a child before I did. After Miss D came, our lifestyle didn't change all that much. In addition to my day job: We still socialized a lot (although people more often came to our house then vice versa). We wrote, produced and performed a puppet production on a pretty grand scale. (The theater sat 300) We took another puppet production to NYC 3 times (once during my pregnancy) and to LA once. All the while rehearsing and performing with my band, and later taking belly dance classes and occasionally performing in belly dance shows.
Today, I have zero energy and, frankly, zero interest in any creative pursuits. Which seems odd. Although I wonder if most of my body is being taken up with the task of growing this baby inside me. Friends that we used to see regularly we are lucky to see once every couple of months. Although much of that has to do with their lives changing as much as ours has.
As usual, I am just sort of riding the wave and have no idea where this is going to take me.