Well it’s that time of year again. Community theater is putting on its fall musical, and at this point rehearsals have become long, frequent and intense. Yes folks, there are dozens of dedicated people who have been gathering each night since early September to bring you an awesome night of entertainment in a week or so at the Theater@1800.
The cast is made up of people of all ages, genders and walks of life. What they do in their spare time, which has been minimal of late, is as varied as the day is long. And yet each night they are all brought together in the same space to play their part in telling a great story. They are trying on costumes that have just been sewn, working on harmonies and running lines in the hallway. They are making and purchasing props, and putting the final touches on the set. The rehearsals are a flurry of activity, and they are getting excited.
The odd thing is, this time around I’m not in the show. I made a decision shortly after auditions that it was better to take some time off right now and get settled into my new place and try and enjoy my favorite season a little more than I usually get to. And I haven’t really been regretting that decision. I’ve gotten a lot of things done and spent a lot of time in the evenings pedaling around town on my bike, and it’s been wonderful.
But last night I decided to drop in to rehearsal to see how things were going, and I have to admit, a not-so-little pang of regret went through my heart.