It's funny to me (strange, not haha) when people ask when I'm going to stop doing theatre. What else do they expect me to do? I'm not a hobbyist. I make my living doing theatre. I get a paycheck every week, I manage a staff, I work the majority of the year (a big deal for theatre artists), I receive health benefits, retirement benefits, and most importantly, personal fulfillment from my job.
My life is exactly what I signed up for.
I knew what a life in theatre meant. I wasn't willing to do anything else. I found someone who felt the same. We've made it work.
I knew I wanted to be a parent. My husband did, too. We're still figuring it out on a daily basis, but it's working. Dean sees that we're both excited to go to work, not dragging our feet and dreading every work day. He's excited to hear what we did each day because we're excited to tell him.
We're doing it. We're actively living our dream.
We knew our reality would be different from other people's reality. Our hours are sometimes strange, our jobs are downright goofy sometimes (when's the last time YOU blew up a vampire at work?), but we're doing what we love and making ends meet. We're surviving.
We knew what we were signing up for, and we did it anyway.
And it's working.
And we're so thankful.