So while I was putting together some costume pieces for tomorrow I was singing the song “Anatevka” to myself. It’s from A Fiddler on the Roof . I don’t know what that was about. I have been in two different productions of “Fiddler”… Nope, still don’t know what it could mean.
We’ve got studio time scheduled tomorrow for the women of Clowns Ex Machina. It’s not a rehearsal. It’s just some time in the studio to play. Just a “clown jam” and yet I feel uneasy about going.
What if I’m not feeling “wildly fun!”?
Should I stay home?
Even if I don’t go I still have to contribute $10 towards studio rental, unless I give Kendall 72 hours notice and it’s too late for that . That’s more notice, by the way, than my dentist or my therapist requires! So, now I feel like I have to go because I already said yes.
I should be looking forward to it. But, I dread the command to have energy followed by the command to stop being tense.
It is meant to be fun. That’s why I do it. It usually is fun.
But, the last production was so stressful.
I just got an e-mail from a neighborhood mommy who has an organizing business, Urban Clarity.
She sent out a friendly list of tips to keep from becoming overloaded. The last one on the list; Say “No”. That’s something I failed to do when I succumbed to perceived group pressure to take on publicity tasks in addition to rehearsal in addition to the rest of my life as a wife and mother
I remember my mother talking about how hard it was to say no to the League of Women Voters after she went back to school full time when my younger sister started first grade.
At the end of the day there are only 24 hours in each day, and it is so hard to say, “No”.
So I’ll be going to the BrooklynNite this evening, the annual spring gala and fundraising auction for my daughter’s school, I bought my ticket from the PTA president. I wrote a check for her after she cornered me on the playground yesterday afternoon. As I said, it is hard to say, “No”.
At least there will be cocktails and tasty snacks.