Happy Tired

I am morbidly curious to know how many miles I've walked in the last three days, but then, I sort of don't want to know. I know it's a lot. I know I've got unique but equally painful shin splints in each leg. My right arch is still hurting, which it probably wouldn't if I hadn't been on my feet for three days straight but I haven't had much of a choice. Thursday and Friday I'll have off to try and recover, but it's no big deal. One of my hips was bugging me pretty badly today and my core and ribcage are both sore for some unfathomable reason. QED, festival is hard, even on super-intern, and I've only been in town for half of it. I can only imagine that I'd feel exponentially worse if I'd been here for the whole week like the rest of the team.

Not that I'm complaining. The physical discomfort doesn't detract from the immense satisfaction I take in being exceptionally competent at an exceptional number of things. I was trained on the light board today and will be running the show lights all by myself tomorrow which I am tremendously excited about, even if it's just up and down cues forty minutes apart. I had an adventure at the post office, argued with incompetent copy clerks at Staples, and made a good impression at a literary agency while making a delivery. All of which are things that I feel good about. I've learned a bit about Front-of-House and ushering, ate really good soup, and drank essentially a sippy-cup full of coffee and life was just awesome. And for three days I have not counted calories because I'm pretty sure I walked about seven miles each of those days.

Satisfaction.

I'll write more later - I've got a lot of irons in a lot of fires right now, and I'll be updating on various projects as they get worked on. This week so far I've scarcely had a spare minute to think, let alone work on things like Like a Dog in Space or the guide. But Thursday, Friday, and this weekend are my days.

And for now?

I'm happy-tired. :)