Simple Things, Simple Thanks

I was in a car accident last night. I take a cab home from work most nights, and as my cab was exiting a tunnel we were rear ended by a car going 40 mph. I was on the phone with my boyfriend, and luckily was relaxed and wearing my seat belt. Even with that, I still had the wind knocked out of me and I almost bit my tongue, and I am a little jangled but fine.

I wanted to thank God for making sure I was fine and that no one in the other car was injured. And I also wanted to extend thankfulness for my healthy body. I was able to walk away from a pretty nasty looking crash because my strong muscles held me, my flexible spine could sustain the impact.

I was grateful as a laced up my running shoes this morning, and felt blessed as I ran through the park. I am in one piece. I am happy, healthy, and proud that my body can take a licking and keep on ticking.

Thank you, body. Sorry I am mean to you sometimes. I appreciate that you kept me safe. I promise to keep taking good care of you so you can keep taking good care of me.

I Can Do That. . .

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.