The Sound of Musicals, Part Two

by cindy

Ah, yes. Part Two. Otherwise known as “When the Husband Retires and Decides to Acknowledge the Value of Your Passion” (as opposed to the previous decades of “What’s for Dinner?”).

Creativity can be messy. Very, very messy.

And I love it that way.

Unless the mess is someone else’s “art” in which case I’m not quite as enamored.

Dear-Dave, now retired, has joined our little design team over at the high school. Yes, he too has developed an interest in assisting, designing, photographing and, in general, annoying supporting my passion and efforts in regard to the theatre arts.

For our upcoming production, he has been assigned the task of creating apple trees. Yes, there were apple trees in the Wizard of Oz. Have you not seen the movie? Really? The apples trees, among other things, throw apples! It’s a highlight of the show! REALLY!!

They are not, however, the highlight of my life. I love my house. I have worked diligently over the years to make it look exactly how I want it to look. And at this point in time, my studio looks like a tree exploded:

As has the kitchen. My kitchen! WHERE I PREPARE MEALS OPEN PIZZA BOXES! None of which require those tree-creating ingredients like soda bottles, milk cartons, and similar forms of recyclable plastic.

And the garage. THE GARAGE THAT IS SUPPOSED TO KEEP MY LITTLE CAR OUT OF THE ELEMENTS! After all, it is winter!

Progress,  however slow, is being made.

See? A tree! Or, parts of a tree!

Three weeks. We have three weeks to finish this madness (his as well as the ones I’m responsible for…)

Three. Weeks.

A very long way to go before we get to Oz.

Where’s the Wizard when we need’m?

I do not know if  I will survive this.