When I moved to NYC I had all these grandiose dreams of becoming the next Kristin Chenoweth or Audra McDonald or Patti Lupone. I love musical theatre and I was raised listening to Barbara Streisand and Man of La Mancha and Jesus Christ Super Star. I have wanted to live in New York since I was 8 and my dad brought home a deck of cards with the Empire State Building on it from a business trip.
I have been so busy trying to change my career from actress/waitress to actress/trainer I have sort of neglected my other dream. I haven't been on an audition since November and I was okay with it until I got an e-mail from a theatre I worked at a year or so ago in Sarasota, Florida. They are doing a production that starts rehearsals in May. All of a sudden I had to start thinking about vocals and choreography and audition clothes. I was excited and scared too. What if I forgot how to be an actress?
Silly worries. I went in this morning for my audition, rocked it out, and was called back for tomorrow. WOO. I still gots it!
Even if I don't get the show, I have so many new and exciting things to be grateful for. I have my ACE exam a week from Friday, I have an awesome boyfriend and life here, I have my search for a gym job coming up. My old fatalistic feelings, the Chorus Line-esque "I really need this job!" are not resounding in my head. I have food on the table and I can pay my rent.
I am thankful. Life is good.
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