1. Pick up Natalie 2. Pick up keys 3. Pick up Charley 4. Pick up U-Haul truck 5. MOVE!!!!!!
Today is the day! I was so excited, I couldn't sleep last night! At 2 AM i decided to run home to my parent's house to get my old N64 and my FAVORITE game EVERRRRR, Banjo-Tooie (I also love it's brother, Banjo-Kazooie!) It's the amazing game where you play as a Bear (Banjo) and a cheeky red bird (Kazooie) that lives in his Back Pack. You run around magical worlds beating challenges and collecting things to ultimately save Banjo's little sister, Tootie, from Gruntilda (wicked witch). That is Banjo-Kazooie. Banjo-Tooie is the same concept, but with a different objective. I love it.
Wish us luck moving all our heavy stuff to the 3rd floor! Pray nothing falls.
"I can hardly believe it. Is it really the sun? Haven't seen her in ages! Gotta let my eyes adjust. She's peeking through the blinds, pointing out the dust; her light highlights the grime. If I could only just find the time to clear my appointments. Find the time to clean this apartment. Start checking off my list of to-dos..." (Sorry, that's just a cute little verse from this broadway song I have fallen in love with this week..."Spring Cleaning")
But basically since I sleep all day on my days off, that pretty much applies to my life this week! We move in 4 days, and the place is a wreck. I've packed up nearly everything I can--aside from food and DVD--and everything has it's place. HUGE plastic bins. So crisp! Yet the place looks like a NIGHTMARE! Trash is EVERYWHERE. You cannot even see our sink or kitchen counter. My sofa somehow broke in two! I cringe when i take my eyes off the TV or computer screen! I'm just overwhelmed.
On top of that, I am panicking about moving all of our heavy pieces. My TV weighs about 500 lbs, and the piece it's sitting on weighs just as much, if not more than that! Moving to the 3rd floor is going to be a real challenge. I just don't know if we have the means to get our stuff up there! If you know of any muscle men who are up for helping two young women move, we will gladly bake them cookies. Beers all around if we must! HAHA Not for us, but for the men! I don't care. We need all the help we can get!
Also, if you know of anyone who has a trailer or something that we could use, that'd be swell. If not, I'll have to get my mom to come with me to rent a U-haul truck, since I think you have to be 25 to rent one.
I can't wait to start designing in the new place! Even more so, I can't wait to have everyone over!
Tonight Natalie and I had such a great time cleaning out her room, going through her old stuff, and singing along to Sufjan Stevens. Laughed a LOT. Then she and I realized something that excites me about the new apartment...
This home that we are in now is tainted. Both of our exes have been here, and way too many tragic things went on. We both went through the toughest breakups of our lives thus far here. So many tears were shed here. While it's been MONTHS since the sketchiness, it's so refreshing to know that we are continuing our Spring season of our lives in a new home. This is something that she and I both really need! I'm actually looking forward to moving now!
And now for something that gives me Oh so much joy:
So I'm running around in the cafe yesterday cleaning all those pesky cambros that hold the church's free coffee when Mrs. Trudy informs me that Natalie wants me to look at an apartment complex.
Ok. Cool.
Our lease is up in 2 weeks, and should we renew, our rent is going up to $720. That's a lot to pay for a crappy apartment. So she tells me about this great deal on a 3BR apartment for just $799 over at The Parc on Cahaba River. I'm thinking how wonderful of a deal that is, especially if we were to get a third roommate. After work, I meet Natalie and her mother at the apartment offices to find her filling out paper work. Before I know it I have three sheets of papers filled out, and two checks written. I didn't even have time to consider if I wanted to move in a week and a half. Basically I commited to a 10 month lease without even seeing the apartment first.
We went to one of the empty models, and I have to admit that it's very nice. So why am I not excited? Natalie starts packing tonight, and she teared up when she saw the big laundry room. I'm more so panicking about having 10 or 11 days left here.
This is where I learned something about myself:
I hate spontaneity.
I need structure and a plan. I don't like making big decisions anymore, especially on a whim. They make my heart pound with anxiety.
Don't get me wrong, I am glad to continue my stay with Natalie. I'm just freaking out about the fact that only 2 hours after hearing about this place, I write two checks and signed my name in blood. What was I thinking? I wasn't thinking. I just did.
Last night I had the absolute joy of treating two of my most cherished friends to Wicked. Needless to say they loved it! Turning people on to Wicked is seriously the most exciting things for me right now! I cannot stress enough how wonderful this show is. It is by far one of the most visually and audibly stunning things I have experienced. (Every blog won't be about Wicked, I promise. It leaves Birmingham this Sunday evening, and then I will be forced to move on...)
I will admit that despite my friends' attempts at distracting me and efforts to bring back the "old Hannah," I have been miserable. However, over the past week, by God's grace and my many trips to Wicked, I have had the most wonderful vacation. I feel like ME again! I think it's safe to say that Oz feels like home to me! I can't help but go back every chance I get. I'm going to enter the Wicked Lottery again tonight with my girl, Daphne! I have a ticket for tomorrow's 2 o'clock showing, and Sunday at 7! You will most likely see me at all of the remaining performances! 5 in all!
OK, enough Wicked talk!
My mother read my blog, and told me that not only should I start praying about this whole Musical Theater thing, but I should consider going to Montevallo as a Musical Theater major! WOW. Can you imagine me going there? I sure can't! But then again, maybe it's what I need. We'll see!
This week I have had the enormous pleasure of catching 3 incredible showings of Broadway's Wicked at the BJCC Music Hall. Something about that show excites me. I get a rush from the initial flight of the monkeys of Oz to the final booming "WICKED!" from the chorus. Finally something has me excited again! The past week has awoken a love for theater that I had forgotten...
I have been to New York City 6 times since I was little, and each time my father insisted on seeing at least two major productions. I grew up dreaming I could be the woman standing on stage, singing to the world and being applauded for my talent! In Jr. High, I got to act in a few plays. High School was spent behind the scenes on make up crew. I even tried out for a lead in Fiddler On The Roof, but choked on stage. Nevertheless, I loved being around the school productions. I loved it so much, and I was actually good at it! Back then I wasn't afraid to make my own judgments and put them out there--whereas today I have become far too unsure of myself. I wouldn't be able to do anyone's make up for fear of messing up or being judged.
It's time I break out of that fear.
There have been very few things that I truly have had a passion for, but I can easily say that musical theater is one. Why not pursue it? Crazy, I know!! Going after this would require a lot of putting myself out there and getting crushed. A lot of vocal training, dance training, acting lessons, etc. are needed, and that couldn't intimidate me more! Sadly, I'm not in school for musical theater. That might hurt me. Maybe I should slowly get into it by finding a vocal coach and working out. That isn't so scary. Problem is finding a vocal coach. Any ideas of how I can find one? After coaching, should I decide this theater thing isn't for me, at least I will have vocal lessons under my belt! Maybe I could sing at church.
If you think I am totally crazy, please, let me know. I need to toughen up anyway!
But for now, this is who I want to be...THIS is my dream: (and forgive me for posting this video twice. I'm new to blogging!)
I am a 21-year-old girl who is rediscovering herself and trying to find her own voice again. I put value into my friendships, a smile behind every cup of coffee I serve, and LOTS of emotion into everything I do...too much emotion sometimes!
