Major Chaos
There is to much going on. I have to much to think about.
I really think the human brain only has so many "Slots". And after to many of the Slots get filled up, you overload.
And having Breast Cancer is filling up alot of the Slots in my brain.
First, they were moving desks around in the my office. My desk, which was in the back in an inside office with no window, is now going to be at the front of the building with two big windows on either side. The area I am moving to is nosier and there is more people traffic, but I was ready for a change.
All my office items had to be packed in boxes by today at 2pm. Then the Movers were coming to move everything around.
Our office was told to leave at 2 pm - on the company's time. They just didn't want us there while the movers were moving us.
So at 1:55, I decide to check my personal yahoo email before I leave. I was thinking of catching a movie with my free afternoon.
There was an email from my Agent : Where Are You ? You have an audition !
I'm thinking why didn't he call me ? Then I realize I don't see my phone anywhere. Usually I put my cellphone on my desk, and its not there.
Did I pack it ? Leave it in the car? Its not in my purse.
I use the company phone to call my cell phone. There is a frantic message from my agent about a big audition for a Huge National Commercial.
I call him back right away. On the the other Agents answers the phone. My agent has been trying to reach me all day and he's frazzled.
I explain that I've lost my cell phone - but don't worry I will be there, no problem.
The audition is at 3pm.
I go tearing out of the office.
Well, I was dressed for Moving & Packing - I wasn't dressed for a National Commercial Audition. I have to run home and change. My home really is only about 10 minutes from my office, so no problem.
Then I drive into the underground security parking at my building.
Not one other person in the parking area.
I turn to go into my parking space.
Bam !!!! I smash the side of my car into the pole.
Scrape !!!! As I back up trying to undo what I just did.
I smashed the passenger side of my car up pretty good. No help from anyone. I did it all myself.
For a few minutes, I rummage through my apartment trying to find my cell phone. I even call it from my home phone. No, I can't find it.
I change clothes, and I leave for the audition.
And would you believe I made it to the audition at 2:45 ? I must have been driving like a maniac. Either that or Angels were there pushing my car along to get me there on time.
While driving, I found my Cell Phone. It fell down in between the front seats.
But I think the audition went really well. They were looking for a "Kathy Bates" type.
And believe me, I was the closest thing to Kathy Bates in the room. There were woman there who were way to skinny, or to old or whatever. I was the only chubby brunette. So I guess thats good.
And I thought I did a good job at the audition.
As I drove home tho, I contemplated what I was going to do about my Acting stuff. There is so much going on right now.
I had had my Agent put me on "Hold" for a few weeks back when I was doing the initial biopsy. But I figured since I don't really feel that
bad I could keep up with it all and asked him to move me back to Active ....
A full-time job, Acting Auditions, A Website & Blog, Volunteering at The Egyptian, Teaching Sunday School.
I'm sorry, but I'm to busy to have Breast Cancer right now.
Okay, Okay, I am going to have to pick and choose for the next few months what I do.
I can't overload those Slots in my brain.
The smashed up car proves it.
Later that evening, I meet The Stephens Minister from my church who is going to be helping me through all this.
We met at the 101 Coffee Shop at the Best Western in Hollywood. It is the same place they filmed "Swingers" .
We had a good talk, I told her about my smashed up car.
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