...I'm now living in a beautiful 5 bedroom house with it's own front door and thankfully servants quarters (it's always nice to have somewhere where the hired help can sleep). For a whole month, I'm getting to pretend that I'm rich. I was going to say posh, but I already am...just a poor posh person!
Two of my mates have nipped off to NZ for a month and so I'm house sitting. It's one of the massive advantages of the way I earn my living, I can work from anywhere as long as there is internet access, electricity, heating, (...charshmallows & chocolate...) This is something I seem to do a lot, usually I'm also looking after pets but there are none...but it's a cold time of year and I'm going to make sure that the house stays standing, that pipes don't freeze and that EVERYONE I meet thinks I'm now a resident of the West End.
I was thinking about this the other day, questioning whether or not I'm a total fruit loop/saddo for acting like this, but thankfully I've come to the conclusion that I'm ok. And here's why...
Actors! There are people who get paid a shed load of dosh to pretend to be other people and they are revered by society. People want to know them, touch them, be them...why? They spend their life being other people, and that's when it dawned on me...that's what I'm doing. I step into other peoples lives and pretend to be someone else for a wee while. I'm respectful, responsible and there's the added bonus of helping my friends out. I get to escape being me for a while (obviously not fully, but a wee bit), change of scenery and it helps feed the actor in me (see I'm not fat, I just happen to be carrying an actor about inside my body!) And the good news, for me anyway, is that I'm happy to return to me at the end...win win situation really.
I moved in yesterday, but needed to get my stuff...which has brought me over to my place for a couple of hours whilst I pack up my life that I'll need for the month. This has to include music. My very good friend Jamie gave me his computer when he moved onto pastures new...and he left me some tunes! Combining that to what I already have I am now the proud owner of 39 days worth of music!! Jamie has always been great at introducing me to new music - I'm pretty sure he thinks I don't pay attention or am not grateful - and ok sometimes I don't pay attention but that's only sometimes, but I am grateful, always. It's through conversations with him that I realise how music impacts people in different ways. He's very much in tune with lyrics. I love it when he calls me up and says 'Jo, listen to this'...I do and think 'cool tune', and he's like 'did you listen to the lyrics?' 'Em....uhuh, kinda'. He will then manage to recite them to me, and this is with music he's just discovered...crazy, but kinda cool!!
I had a couple of difficult days last week where I was feeling sorry for myself (pathetic I know, but hey it happens), I actually wrote a blog about how bloody frustrating it is to not being able to cry when you know you really, really need to (btw - I never managed, but I went out with friends got drunk and laughed instead!) but I deleted it. At the risk of sounding like a fruit loop (probably too late eh?) I put on music and selected 'random' and I swear it was like a sound track to my current life...and I think I paid more attention to the lyrics because I had a wee voice in my head saying 'Are you listening to the lyrics?'
Yes I am, I really am!
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