Oof. Hard to get moving this morning. I’ve been having some allergy issues the last couple of days, and last night’s sleep was brought on mostly by Benadryl. I slept great, but now I feel like I’m wading through molasses. Thankfully the symptoms of my allergic reaction (brought on by meeting a particularly friendly and adorable dog on Sunday) have mostly abated.
I’m reaching a moment that many actors face in their careers. I cannot afford to go gig to gig anymore, and must find some kind of steady employment before we lose our home. Generally, however, taking a steady job means no longer being available for professional-level gigs anymore. You need to be able to drop whatever you’re doing and get to auditions with very little notice. Most of the gigs you might get take place during the day, which conflicts with most regular jobs – at least, with the kind of jobs for which I am qualified.
I have managed – through the miracles of helpful family members, timely short-term gigs, and an unbelievably patient spouse – to keep the wolves at bay for the 2+ years since I was laid off from my last “real” job, but I don’t think it’s going to last much longer.
If it turns out that whatever job I land won’t let me continue to push my acting career forward, I can at least continue to write. That does actually make me feel a little better about the whole situation.