Prep Be Gone

There was a near imperceptible shift as my cold migrated from my throat to my nose. But still I felt the tiredness behind my eyes, which only grew as more and more email piled into my inbox. I started thinking about bed. The warmth of the duvet. The sweet embrace of the dreaming. The lack of responsibility gifted for 7-8 hours. Just nothing. Just peace.

But late-ish arrivals of scripts meant I was at the office a little later printing for the read-through tomorrow. We were busy bees today so we could afford some respite, but we'll see if that actually translates or not. One more day of prep, let's see it through. 

Cast Composure

I kept my composure as I wrestled with tech in front of cast members so they could join a Zoom call. That was my early morning tasks anyway, after that I was once again dealing with lots of little bits plus hopping onto a hour long workplace training call, awkwardly timed to being just three days before we start shooting. A bunch of my colleagues think they're getting colds now that the temperature has changed, so I made a big pot of my supercharged lemon and ginger tea. Between that and a whole bunch of ginger shots I think I'm going to be ok...

Putting off the Admin

My workload cooled off at bang on 3pm, which left me not really knowing what to do with myself... Minus all the admin stuff I've been putting on the back burner that is. It was gratifying to finally take my foot off the accelerator though, unless this is the eye of the hurricane that is. At least the thought of watching Bake Off carried my through til the evening and the episode didn't disappoint. Halfway through the series now though and the weather outside has taken another decisive step towards Winter. It's funny how we can mark the seasons to the TV shows we enjoy.

Couriers and Commiserations

Some days I look forward to the curve balls, but some days they leave bruises. Most mornings now start with about two hours of catching up with everything and dealing with little requests from everyone. I don't mind any of that stuff (it's nice to do favours for the crew and help them out) but sometimes it pulls me away from the other bits I need to do. What really scuppered me was all the couriers I booked last week suddenly decided to go a bit wrong. Each one in a different way that needed constant attention and stress. Even when I got home I was getting messages about how late one of them was running. It was all outside the sphere of my control but I still felt like I could have done more. Thankfully my team were equally battered by different elements, so we commiserated together. Tomorrow can only be better.

Tailed by a Cat

Cooked a breakfast that kept me going all the way til dinner for Rebecca and her family. We walked it off during a Sunday stroll across to Wapping Wharf for a coffee and some book shopping. There was just the right amount of chill the air, you could feel it on your nose and the tips of your ears. All signs lead to jumper season, and boy, I am so ready for that.

Rebecca and I had to take a nap before we were ready for a board game evening with some friends up the road from us. Container is a very cute bidding and commerce game which I wished I was better at, but we had a real hoot playing. On the way back we heard the distressed call if a cat stuck in a park. We helped it out but then it wouldn't stop following us back home. We didn't want to pull him away from his home base so we tried to speed walk around corners onto adjoining streets to see if we could loose him. You always hear of lost cats, well this one was near impossible to lose! Eventually we slipped away and got back to our own cat who greeted us with hungry meows. 

Final week of prep starts tomorrow. Let's see what they can throw our way this time. 

Living Room Jam Party

 Rebecca and I got the house together for her parents who were staying with us for the weekend. They all went out to enjoy an afternoon tea while I stayed home and recharged with a quiet spell with the cat. While the new Castlevania was high on my priority list, I did find time to make a batch of brownies for a games night we'll be at tomorrow night.

Until then, I had another evening plan to enjoy. Namely a very old colleague and friend of mine was hosting his annual living room jam party. By that I do quite literally mean we crammed about thirty people into a living room to rock out to a live band made up of the host and his friends. It was intimate and radiated good vibes. I'm always really touched by well attended parties for really honestly good people, it refuels my faith in humanity and makese proud to be a part of that circle. 

C'mon Friday

Only hand a couple of pints last night but the telltale signs of a hangover were present as I clambered out if bed. I styled it out pretty well but I spent most of the day wishing it was home time. The thing that kept us all going was the knowledge that a special baguette was incoming for everyone from lunch, all the way from Cardiff no less. So come lunchtime I left renewed and ready to power through the last couple of hours, which went very quick as the workload picked up again. I have a kind of boneyard of jobs to do, mostly when I get a spare moment now (which is never). I'll get round to it all one day... But it all sounds like a Monday job to me.