I don't know where to begin this post. So just bare with me because there is a lot to cover.
I flew in for the premiere on Thursday night. And forgot my laptop at LAX like big dope I am. Before I had a chance to realize it was missing my first flight had landed in Denver and I had a voice message telling me that I had left it. So I have to get home before Friday March 8 at 3 and pick that up. Borg.
So I am currently blogging from my phone which is really annoying.
Friday I worked at Frisch's. Let me tell ya: there is nothing better to motivate you to where you want to be than going back to where you came from. I am so ready to be a starving actress doing background work for a living if it only means that I don't have to waitress for a living.
Friday night was slightly rough. Being home was not the joyous occasion it should have been. I simply wanted to be back in LA where all of my auditions and possibilities are waiting.
Which is so silly. I mean yes, I was bummed to be missing a couple of auditions but I should not have let that steal my joy.
Then on Saturday I got to see the premiere of Descent of a Superstar! It was a really great film.
There will be more on that when I get my lap top back and can post pictures properly!
Sunday I got to have brunch with a few of my favorite ladies! That was pretty exciting.
Then Sunday came a brought a funny noise out of my car. Awesome.
My dad had it towed so that it would be at the garage first thing in the morning. I thanked God for letting us catch it before l actually had to leave. I was road tripping starting the following night with my friend, Megan.
So David took us to graeters in his car! I had a gift card that I just couldn't let go to waste.
Monday morning woke me up with a call from my mother to tell me that the car would not be ready until Friday.
I must admit that I did not handle that news with any measure of grace.
Imagine, if you can, being woken up by the worst news possible (short of a death). I certainly owe an apology to my mother but I'm kind of even ashamed to say the word 'sorry'. It doesn't seem adequate.
My sister, who had already been working out a plan, comes up the stairs to tell me that they are arranging it so I can take her car.
Wow.
I considered declining. We would have to make the switch at some point and I would just be too much money in the long run. But I really wanted to get home to my acting life. I had started writing so much stuff on the plane and I just wanted to start filming it.
Plus Megan had planned out our entire road trip AND was using her vacation week to accompany me on this roadtrip.
I get the feeling someone really does not want me in LA. And it isn't God.
That might be another post entirely.
I am now on the road in my sisters car, which turned out to be better for fitting all of my stuff, and we are headed to the International House of Prayer!!! Hopefully It will be a good place for loosening the walls I put up around my heart to guard against further crisis.
I will be sure to post throughout the trip and hopefully figure out how to get pictures up.
Love you all!
EMG
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