It’s Monday already? You have got to be kidding me. But I don’t want it to be Monday. I just want to be a crybaby about it. You know, like LeBooHoo. He cries with us.

Welp, here comes production week. I have one last rehearsal tonight with the cast only (before the pit players arrive tomorrow night). Stuff needs to be fixed. Vocal repair, dance repair, cast repair. Repair.

I feel like repairing back to my warm bedroom, under the electric blanket. Anyone else dreading this morning?

Blark.