Block 502: October 28, 2014


Rained so hard overnight, there was a river down the middle of the road this morning. Yay, Portland.

Date: October 28, 2014

Crane: 502

Days Spent on Project: 617

Location: NW Portland, OR

Person I would have sent it to: Michael B.

Michael was the assistant company manager attached to the Broadway production of Come Fly Away. This meant, for me, that I spent more than a few hours going over paperwork with him. I would prepare lovingly formatted Excel documents for him that detailed how we were spending all the petty cash that he was advancing us.

I have always enjoyed being in charge of receipts and financial paperwork. It’s tedious, time-consuming, but I find it all a little therapeutic. I mean, at the end of the day, it’s all about math and knowing how to allocate money to keep things balanced. And defining what “balanced” means for you at a particular time.

You know, it’s interesting; I never hung out with Michael socially. I didn’t spend much time with him, other than the hours of prepping these receipts and handing them in and the polite chit chat that comes along with balancing thousands of dollars of petty cash. But, he’s one of those people that I associate with that four month period at the beginning of my 2010. He’s not an important figure in MY life, but he was a part of an experience that I think defined a few months of my life.

I wonder what he’s doing. I wonder if these people- the people that I associate with a particular time or project or job- remember me?

Music I listened to while sewing: Nothing again today. Quiet and still here this morning.

Thoughts/Feelings behind the block: I’m currently texting a friend in New York. I miss him. We’re talking about a show that I was supposed to work on last year, that’s now resurfacing for a “different” production.

I just finished emailing another friend in New York; I’m paying her to swatch fabrics for a show I’m designing here in Portland in January. She was telling me how Mood is a little more annoying right now because of some renovation project they’re doing.

I emailed pictures of a new hat we built for one of our Christmas shows to a designer in New York whom I consider a friend. She designed the show originally 4 years ago (I think); they’ve been remounting it since and I was glad to show her the work we’ve done on it. She gave me the thumbs up.

An acquaintance here in Portland is flying back to New York today to go to Sleep No More and their Halloween party. She’s been emailing me about her costume.

One of the Operations workers just told me she was in NYC last weekend for her brother’s wedding.

I feel like I’ve got a thread that’s tied to a part in New York. I think about how strong that knot is, and I get upset when I think that it’ll be broken in a year or two.


How homesick can I get?

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