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.