LIFE IS A PANTOMIME

A while ago I got involved, in a small way, with a pantomime society. I was in the chorus. Then, for various reasons I had to drop out. This made me feel guilty. This week the show starts, so I offered to work as stage crew. Today I arrived at 9.30 to offload scenery from lorry to theatre, set it up, etc. Boy ! so slow ! and now most of the scenery that cost loads of money to hire is not being used as the stage is just too small! Went home at 4p.m. Returned for technical rehearsals at 6p.m. Came home just now at 11.p.m. having not completed tech rehearsals. Dress rehearsal tomorrow. I wonder sometimes why I get myself involved in things like this. Yes, I need to be around other creatives. Yes I need to keep my mind stimulated. No I dont need the stress, especially as it is happening this week, on wifes 50th birthday, with hospital appointment tomorrow late afternoon too. This is not making me any money. It is not endearing me to my wife and I find the faffing around of people just too much to bear. This may be the straw that breaks the camels back.