tired
That seems to be the theme in Missoula. We're fogged in. It'd be really super fabulous, except that we're solar powered.
So I'm tired because I'm designing costumes for this show and realizing that I have to make decisions about hair and make-up too, two things that I never do myself. That's interesting. I'm also making decisions about outfits and fabric and fit, which are things that I know are part of the process and are parts of the process that I really enjoy, but doing a lot of it makes my brain sleepy.
Maybe the tiredness is me shutting down so I don't panic over the fact that everyone is going to see what I think passes for good costumes for a show, and they're all going to think things about my choices (those stupid jerks, thinking things)and have opinions and label such things that I do as a good or a bad idea.
But so far, I like most of the stuff I've chosen, and there is still time to change the things I don't like. All is well, and these little moments of panic are good for fun and exercise.